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He looks right through me with that same stupid smirk.
"I know whatch'ya thinkin', missy." Sean chuckles.
"Oh do ya?" I roll my eyes and continue on cleaning my guns.
"Ya thinkin' 'bout how heroic I was, you are."
I faked a laugh.
"Yah' t'at's it." I shook my head.
Sean yawned and then sat on the wagon by my guns. I gave him an annoyed expression.
"Lass, you act 'noyed wit' me but I know the truth." He said seriously.
"I don't have ta' act. I am 'noyed with ya. Yer not funny." I tried to act as serious as he had been.
"No. Ya ain't. I can tel' in yer eyes." He winked and then walked away.
I angrily finished cleaning my guns. What made me mad most of all...
He was right.