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Ajedrez has managed to gain unbloodstained clothes from...somewhere. Except for the boots. The boots are hers. But the point is, she has gained clothes from somewhere and is sitting on the porch of the Cooper, staring off into the distance with a faint frown.

And, yes, there is a gun on the table next to her.

Habits die hard.

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She winces.

"I had mine on me."

He looks down at the bandages on his wrists, "Aye, milady."

"One, at least. I had the other in my head, but I dropped it...I think."

"Oh aye, was strange the moment o'comin' 'ere."

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"Si?"

"Fell, 'xpected to find myself in 'ell."

"I...hadn't thought that far. I just couldn't...it hurt."

"Spent a good long time tellin' me that's where I'd be goin' with my 'air that mark's me as the Devil's own."

The last words are carefully quoted in a voice full of pain and anger.

"Executed."

It's not quite a question.

"'anged for servin' Robin Fitzsooth or Robin 'ood, aye, 'anged upon the gallows till dead after I wouldna speak a word to 'em or scream."

"Good for you." And she means it.

"But ended up 'ere as Robin's 'orn filled the air an death seemed too close, now I bleed far from Sherwood's Green."

"I was in Mexico. In my town. Culiacan. In the main square. I kissed him and he killed me, but I fell here instead of the cobbles."

"Then 'opefully 'e'll find justice for killin' ye."

"Perhaps. But he always landed on his feet."

"God's supposed to move in mysterious ways, ne'er seen it myself."

Truth to tell there are times he trusts more in Sherwood then the God of Mass but you don't say that aloud in his time.

"He does. We just do not always understand Him."

Ajedrez believes. Beatriz Barillo Trejo believes. Believes, and trusts.

Will wants to trust but the priest's words are still clear in his head, and he shivers for a moment as Kansas becomes stone walls,

"Aye."

She looks at him, dark eyes wide and sincere.

"I do believe that."

He nods, he wants to agree be the good boy who went to Mass and said all his prayers just the man the outlaw is finds it harder and he shivers again,

"Said if I was lucky would just go to Purgatory."

"He had no right to such a thing. God loves you. Purgatory just means that there are sins that need to be paid. It does not mean that Heaven's gates are barred."

Will's curling up slightly on himself, opening the still healing wounds on his back,

"Nay, 'e meant I would ne'er get in."

"Stupid man. You kept true to your man. God will understand that."

"God was na in those stone walls."

"Yet you landed here...that's blood."