Her eyes were drawn back to Walter as he sat back and asked her around a mouthful of bread. This was one of the reasons she liked Walter. He knew how to read people and situations in the blink of an eye. He could set someone at ease, or have the hair on the back of their neck stand up in fear with one sentence. Hell, she’d see him do it with one word and a gun.<br/><br/>He brought up their time on Snowy Gulch. They’d barely been working together for a few weeks when that happened. He had just stolen her away with the promise of more pay from her previous employer. She nodded with a smile, wiggling her toes on Walter’s lap and chewing on another rice ball before chiming in.<br/><br/>“Longest six months of my life…” She said softly, grinning over at Kenzie and giving her a playful, conspiratorial wink. “But I agree on the Growler. My stomach turns if I even smell that meat cookin’ now.”<br/><br/>She gestured towards Walter, but spoke to Kenzie. “The engine’s were a bust, but the rest of the ship stayed intact, so we were able to keep everything running, especially that beacon. One week, just for fun, and to stay sane, I guess, we made a bet to see who could go nekkid the longest.” Her eyebrows waggled playfully now.<br/><br/>“I won.”<br/>