"Doesn't mean Dad'll let me," Louisa grumped, casting an annoyed look at her father as she said this. The young girl was subtlety attempting to get Logan to side with her and then convince her dad that once she knew how to use her weapon, she should be able to use it whenever she wanted.
Louisa shook her head. "People should only run if they're being chased," the young girl remarked, screwing her face up at the idea of running for fun. "Why do you run twice a day?" Louisa huffed, casting a frustrated look in her dad's direction before looking back over at Logan. "You're suppose to be on my side." She remarked, her free hand still placed on her hip. Nate chuckled. "I'll let you know that when I find something that works," he answered Logan. Amused by Louisa's antics and obvious frustration with both of them now.
He was appreciative of the fact that Logan seemed to catch onto the fact that his behavior towards her was different around Lou, still friendly, but less overtly flirty or suggestive. Part of it was to protect Lou, the young girl was fond of Logan and would likely latch onto her that much more if she knew about his thing with her - and if that thing went south, well, he didn't want Lou caught up in the fallout.
Nate gave her a sheepish look, though he didn't feel bad about keeping Lou away from the crossbow. His daughter was crafty and likely to have hurt herself or someone else with it. "I had every right to worry about that," he remarked matter of factly.
Louisa rolled her eyes at her dad, but didn't have a chance to toss out a remark since Logan was talking about learning how to stand. "Okay, wouldn't I just stand normally?" She asked, giggling when Logan said her dad wouldn't hesitate to prove he had been right. "Aunt Heidi says it's an oldest child thing, dad always likes being right," Louisa paused. "So yeah, let's prove him wrong." She followed the older woman's instructors, lifting the crossbow and aiming it out into the field. "Is this right?"