Heather's shoulders relaxed a little. "Oh okay, good. Good." She nodded slowly. Taking a deep sip of her beer to finish it off. "I didn't like the idea of someone using you like that. Even if it was consensual." She scooted her bottle over and glanced over the edge of the bartop. "He may come back. People do that." She knew that from experience, both having them come back, and being the one that came back. Maybe not here, but at Ridgeway.