what we lose in the fire, we will find in the ashes
Neither of them thinks too much of the other after the first meeting; Mr. Chisolm’s trust in the Comanche warrior is enough to tamp down most lingering fears Emma might harbor, and Red Harvest makes a point not to think about any of them beyond the fleeting or tactical.
After, though... after is different.
She’d been fierce to what might’ve been the end, he remembered. Ready to die for her people. He respected that.
He saved her life. Without a thought, he’d stepped in, avenging and protecting multitudes he’d never even know.
They think about each other, some. After.















