There was a shrug of shoulders, followed by a barely perceptible shake of Becca's head as she attempted to argue without raising her voice. It still kind of hurt to move.
"You don't have to do that, Clyde," she said, "He was just doing what you would have done if you thought he'd taken me or Mattie." She knew he wouldn't like her defending the guy, but it was true. She was also evading his request.