Rusty knew what that was like, to not have a lot of friends. He hadn't had any, really, not in a long time. Things were different in Madison Valley, though, and he liked that. He was wary as hell of it, kept feeling like the other shoe was gonna drop someday soon, but he liked it anyway.
He probably shouldn't, he knew what too much hope got you.
"So how've you been?" he asked, waving her into the seat across from his. "Up to anything interesting?"