Kate's just the likable type. She's got a way with people, even the stubborn and reticent ones.

She glances up at Sundance, shrugging a shoulder. Her lips are pinched in annoyance, but she knows they ain't the only two people here. Folks need answers, and there ain't a whole lot of people doling them out.

Still, she wishes the woman would hurry up, and she can't help but feel a little thrill when she sees the flash of Sundance's iron.

"That won't be necessary," comes a voice.