"I ain't gonna go around tellin people that a little bit o' nothin of a girl scared the bejeesus out of me," Mal said, a note of indignation coloring his words. He looked at her a moment, then let out a disbelieving laugh, more of a huff of air than actual amusement.
"Banshee? Ain't no such thing, just a story the cowhands told 'round a campfire to scare a little boy so he didn't run off to the creek at night," Mal continued. "But all the same, I'd appreciate it if you didn't scream at me again. Ears haven't stopped ringin'."