Ashtar couldn't believe what had happened. Now that he was safe, relatively, he used his hands to pull off the rag mouth gag and then used his teeth to get his hands free. Grace came over to him. He looked up at her brown eyes, a face framed by long brown hair, and felt so relieved at her friendly features. It somewhat surprised her when he answered in clear English, "Thank you. Yes, I am alright." He got up, facing toward the direction Angpetu had been shooting from, looking for her. "That woman saved my life. I knew the spirits did not lead me here to die." He looked back at Grace with a genuine smile, Johnathan and Mr. Baur were behind her. The sheriff was also still present, giving Cyrus a look as he picked up dead John Henley. 

"I am Ashtar, Lakota. Your people call me Sioux and give me the name Dreamwalker. I did not come to steal women and rape corn. I am a friend." Ashtar looked about, ambiguous to his incorrectly quoted verbiage. He was tall for an Indian. He was only a young man, yet strong, with a smooth, aesthetic face and hair as black as the feathers entwined in his braids. He smelled of fresh air, horses, and plants. He could have been a warrior, but lacked the terrifying facial paint and demeanor. He must have had some other primary occupation.

The sheriff came over with a knowing swagger. "Young man. I believe these belong to you. Now I'm going to have to keep this here pistol, but you can have the rest of your things back. Jus' be advised to keep that bow on your back while you're in town." He leaned in with a slightly lower voice as he handed Ashtar back his knife, bow and quiver, and bolas. "It makes the whiteman get all edgy." He started walking back to his office. "If you have any questions about the law, I'll be in my office. The last thing I need is more work to do."

The native took back his things and started putting them back on his person. "Friend, you have a kind spirit to come speak to me. That is a great blessing, and it will be repaid. I wish to know your name, and also, I wish to thank this woman above who saved my life." Ashtar stood out front, in view of the saloon, amid the several people lingering about. He stared at Angpetu, making clear he knew what she had done and was waiting for her.