[And he puts some effort into looking it too, though it seems more like an awed 'I wish that were me' rather than anything hostile. When Reese turns to leave, Tarquin gives both him and the merchant a nod and sets off on his own way.
He doesn't want it to look like him and Reese know each other, else they might stir up some skepticism from the merchant. But he keeps his pace to match Reese and once they're out of sight, falls into step beside the cowboy.]
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[And he puts some effort into looking it too, though it seems more like an awed 'I wish that were me' rather than anything hostile. When Reese turns to leave, Tarquin gives both him and the merchant a nod and sets off on his own way.
He doesn't want it to look like him and Reese know each other, else they might stir up some skepticism from the merchant. But he keeps his pace to match Reese and once they're out of sight, falls into step beside the cowboy.]
One hell of a trick you got there, friend.