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He made some coffee, does anyone else want some?

He pours her a cup and hands it to her with a faint smile and nod. “I have sugar as well if it’s too bitter.”

“Why does it feel like everyone in the gang is constantly having sex with each other?”

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“But still somehow less than you.”

“Micah is one ugly, ugly man.”

“Hey!” He turns and glares at her, reaching for his gun out of instinct before stopping when he realises its her.

“Is something wrong?” He asks, taking the cup back and peering inside of it to look at the contents.

“Much less than you.”

He’s sat by the campfire stitching up a gash on his arm. What a great morning.

He might become a Bounty Hunter.

ᅠ Sometimes he feels like he's the only one who works around camp. ᅠ ᅠ

"You'd make a very obedient dog, Micah."

"What's the matter? You want a treat?"

"Bad dog!"

"Now go beg for scraps some place else."

He's going fishing. The camp is too stressful.

Of course he can. Anything to keep him out of trouble.

He’s on his way, don’t worry.