“Ruby...?”
She straightened, trying to catch her breath. “You really think I’m going to let you off the hook that easily?”
The moonlight caught the scowl on his face. “Go back to the caravan, Ruby. I mean it.”
“Imean it. I’m not going anywhere. You want to keep me safe? Fine. I reckon the safest place is right by your side. So are we going to get moving or what?”
She crossed her arms and glared at him. He glared right back, and Ruby couldn’t quite read the expression on his face. Annoyance, certainly. Reluctance, definitely. But there was something else as well, something that looked like...relief?
A breath exploded out of him, and he threw up his hands in surrender. “Ye are the most infuriating woman I’ve ever met!”
Ruby smiled. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
His lips almost softened into a smile. Almost. Hefting his pack onto his shoulder, he turned away. “Fine.”
Together they slipped into the dark.
