Evangeline shrugs, whether from bravado or foolishness, "I care not what enemies I might make in this life Vaughn. I could not live a life of idle safety as friend suffered."
She hands him back the smoking pistol, concern written on her face, "The fact that you can think back on your past with a smile and a calm voice worried me most of all. It is no weakness to admit your scars."
Looking up at the blue desert sky she pause for a few moments, then sighs, "Sorry."
"I'm doing it again. Trying to tell others how to live."
Exhaling she leans over the table, "How about you show me how to reload?"
She hands him back the smoking pistol, concern written on her face, "The fact that you can think back on your past with a smile and a calm voice worried me most of all. It is no weakness to admit your scars."
Looking up at the blue desert sky she pause for a few moments, then sighs, "Sorry."
"I'm doing it again. Trying to tell others how to live."
Exhaling she leans over the table, "How about you show me how to reload?"
