Tara, Lennon, open
"Good," Lennon said of all the horse stuff going with her decor. He didn't get farm-type people, but it took all kinds to make a world. Tara seemed really nice. Too bad she'd ended up stuck here, he thought. It figured they'd get some new people in since such a huge bunch of them had been taken out the last time. Nope, he didn't want to think about that at all. It was (quasi) Christmas.
He smiled over at Tara when she complimented his hat or... well, maybe it wasn't a compliment. Interesting could mean anything. "I love it," he replied. "If I'm outside wearing it, I won't think about the fact that it's twenty below 'cause it's so fun."