Sitting back in her seat, Sadie retracted her arm and frowned as Jackson spoke. She glanced at Onin; confused as to why this man was being so rude when she was simply trying to talk to him. Was it something she had said? No...she hadn’t said anything rude or ignorant, unless the other just didn’t like guns or people that shot them. “Oh...ok.” She muttered and returned to eating her food.<br/><br/>Onin shot a glare at Jackson that spoke of repercussion for his attitude towards Sadie. He wouldn’t act out while she was here, as he wanted her to try and enjoy the little time she got to spend with him. The minute she left, however, he had a feeling more blood would be spilt. “That was not necessary. She’s just trying to be nice.”<br/><br/>“It’s ok, Onin. If he doesn’t want to talk to me I don’t mind.” She dismissed with a small smile. Onin shook his head, as if he didn’t agree with her words. Sadie was a nice woman and Jackson had no right to speak to her like that.<br/><br/>“Doesn’t give him the right to be a prick, though.” Onin huffed. Sadie rolled her eyed before dropping the subject. It was difficult to change Onins mind; especially when another person had been ignorant to another he liked.