Again, her tongue is clicked and she lets go of one of his hands and pulls him along with her for a pace before letting him go altogether before she is swallowed up by the darkness of the vault. The only thing escaping the darkness is the weak beam of her flashlight.
"You lied and you got caught. You weren't lyin' to be a fuckface. You weren't even lying to get laid." She shines the flashlight around the room, checking out the place, sweeping the beam across their stash. It's all intact. It does nothing to put her mind at ease. She's still worried about Ibsen and Kodiak. At least Rodeo's girl troubles are something to "think" on instead of staying on the worst type of thoughts.
Maybe people would say she's enabling him but she doesn't think so. "You're fucking James Hawkins. Did she know your name? Did she call you Rodeo? because The Dog King is a myth. You're a man and you let your heart lead you."
Teagan wants to shield him, protect him. She's on his side...period. Bros before hoes. "You got caught up in something. Now it's out. Have you talked to her since then?"