"Aw, crap. Outside, now." He would lead Susan outside, onto the back deck, grabbing two robes on the way. He'd put one on himself, and give the other to Susan.<br/><br/>Once outside, he turns back to Susan. "Right. I'm going to say this quickly, because who knows who'll show up. You say you're not a heroine; but you knew they would target you because of your beliefs, and you didn't run. That's part of being a hero - not running from what's in store for you. And all I needed to hear tonight was that you're choosing to be here, with me. It's not the idea of slaves that ruffles my feathers, it's the fact that the slaves have no say in the matter whether or not they become slaves. Especially people like you, who's only crime against society is to be different.<br/><br/>"As you've seen, I'm a big fan of the U. S. of A. And I like to consider myself a cowboy... one of the originals, not the type that Dubba has tarnished. I'd like to think that I'm upholding the same tradition as the boys in Boston did, when they told King George to stuff it, and turned Boston Harbor into a giant tea pot.<br/><br/>"You made your choice to stay with me. I know that this is your choice. And I'll uphold my promise to take care of you."