"Watching. Waiting." He's not sure which is actually going to pay off, but he knows that if he's patient enough, he's going to see something or someone that Cougar can do something about other than sit here and think about wind storms from nowhere, strangers in a settlement, and all his things being stolen. He misses the steady weight of the skull ring on his finger, the shade from his hat, and the gun. Dios, but worst of all, he misses that gun.

"Did you sleep?" is his immediate concern, unblinking as he studies her.