Candy blinked. "That's genius. I don't know if you know this, since you weren't in a town, but I woke up in a ... this sounds crazy, but I think it was a saloon. I mean, look at me." She was apparently supposed to be some sort of well-to-do woman's daughter, and she twirled a bit to let the dress flow around her. "There's still Indians, Onyxx. That would totally work, it plays right into their culture."
Part of her felt guilty for getting the chance to see a people that her forefathers had helped to eradicate and then conning them for food and shelter, but the rest of her hoped it went peacefully. Either way, she just didn't want Onyxx to get hurt, or to have to hurt anyone. He was sweet enough where he'd feel guilty.
"C'mon, I'll sit on top of you on the glyph. Want to fly it?"