Okay. That is... not a reaction Wynonna is used to getting. At all. And it shows in her reaction to his reaction. Surprise, maybe a little confusion, and a touch of relief that even she doesn't know is there, much like feeling for the gun.
In her hometown, her name had been more of a mark of shame than anything worth bragging about. It brought the occasional (very unlucky) tourist to Purgatory, but otherwise the Earp Legacy was as much of a curse for her as the curse. Especially for her, the crazy demon girl who killed her own father in a home invasion. Who started fires and left town the second she could.
"Yeah," she says, and actually laughs a little. "He's my great-grandfather. This is- this is actually cool to you?" she asks, somewhere in between amused and incredulous.
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In her hometown, her name had been more of a mark of shame than anything worth bragging about. It brought the occasional (very unlucky) tourist to Purgatory, but otherwise the Earp Legacy was as much of a curse for her as the curse. Especially for her, the crazy demon girl who killed her own father in a home invasion. Who started fires and left town the second she could.
"Yeah," she says, and actually laughs a little. "He's my great-grandfather. This is- this is actually cool to you?" she asks, somewhere in between amused and incredulous.