[Gallagher]

Whatever that blasted girl was saying, he didn't hear over his own pained cursing. Then again, he didn't need to. After taking a moment to lament how miserable his life to have to deal with such cruel companions, he heaved a sigh, pulled himself to his feet, and followed Sawyer like the loyal little dog he was. Loyal, yapping little dog. "Onna these days, you'll crack my head right open, you will, then who'll deal with you?"