Marian chuckled softly. "Oh yes, I'm a very dangerous outlaw. Who knows what sort of trouble you'll get into." Oh. Did he notice the dip in her voice. She hadn't meant for that to happen. They were talking innocently. Not flirting much at all.
"Well, that was kind of you. To only shoot his arm. If you felt like raging at him like a wild beast, I imagine he was very lucky to be alive." She could think of a few men that would have taken a life like that, and not thought twice about it. Though they didn't use guns in her time. They didn't have them. She hadn't missed how well he was doing with his hand, not even a slosh. And the pleased look on his face. If she hadn't been smiling at him already, that would have brought one to her face.
Marian chuckled softly, bringing her arms back down. "I guess you could say that I do. Don't you?" After all she was very lucky to be there before him. To be able to flirt. And enjoy the small things.