"Weren't chasing them, we's being chased." That was something he noticed had ended too. But if he'd been the only one to come this way, well that wasn't a good thing.
The rest of her last sentence settled in. He leaned forward against the pommel, crossing his arms over each other against the horse's neck. "Just what is my new circumstance?" He drawled out each of those words nice and slow like.
Cullen pushed back his hat just a little more, so that he could get a good view of her. Without taking it off.