Only The Strong Survive

Outlaw 
She chuckled softly. “Ok, I care”

Rayden
"Oh, thanks. I appriciate the effort," he said with a smile.

Outlaw 
“Anytime” she replied. She glanced in the direction Auberon had gone. “I really should go after him. He don’t even have his gun with him. Not that he’s terribly gunslick, but still”

Rayden
Rayden looked out over the horizon. "Well, he has his dagger, if that hasn't broken yet. And by the looks of it he's probably using it for something. Something probably not healthy," he mumbled.

Outlaw 
She groaned. “I’m in a hut in the trees if you need to find me.” She said with a slight grin, then trudged off in the direction Auberon had gone. 

Rayden
"I'll probably find you," Rayden mumbled under his breath, watching Outlaw go.

Auberon
Auberon had idly taken out Chicken Slayer and was playing with it in his hand, which had made a few small cuts on his palm.

Outlaw 
She came up behind Auberon and slid the dagger out of his hand and into hers. “When will you learn”

Auberon
"Oh, after everyone stops being mean to me," Auberon said, folding his hands together and not looking at Outlaw.

Outlaw 
“Ok, what’d I do now” she asked with a sigh, pocketing the dagger 

Auberon
"Guess," he muttered, looking down at his palm and examining the cuts.

Outlaw 
“Just me ain’t it?” She said. 

Auberon
"No," Auberon replied. "Why would I be offended by just you?" 

Outlaw 
“Well then what did I do?” She replied 

Auberon
Auberon rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You tell me."

Outlaw 
“I don’t know. I’m not you, I dunno what ticks you off” she replied miserably.