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"[color=F1B338]Mhm,[/color]" the southern man inclined his head, the little lady would be in good hands or at least some good hands [i]that[/i] french feller' though? Hoo-wee that boy seemed to have the tact of a ornery mule and the charm of a snake oil salesman. 

"[color=F1B338]Them scary lookin' Halloween decorations? Oh miss that was nothin' just doing what any good man would do.[/color]" he shook his head with a chuckle and a modest smile on his face "[color=F1B338]Name's Clive, Clive Michel and where I'm from we don't turn our backs when folk need our help.[/color]" adjusting the cloth sack  he had slung over his shoulder the farmer removed his glove and extended a hand to Fenna pausing as the rather annoyed looking lady from before approached them.

"[color=F1B338]Bravery ain't got nothing to do with helping folk miss, it's about helping people when they need helping no matter what.[/color]" Clive let his hand drop after Fenna either shook it or not and pulled his glove back on turning to Mackenzie. 

"[color=F1B338]And I ain't never turned my back on folk who need my help.[/color]" Clive was not a man to let others suffer when people don't do the work their supposed to or not extend a hand to help their fellow neighbor at least that value had been ingrained on the Texan and he upheld that value to the highest regard.