Never underestimate the power of a good hat. You can convince people you're anything if you have the right hat.

[Serious sort, wasn't he? Maybe he took a couple of drinks and a good brawl and then turned into a bundle of fun. Or maybe he was just always a grimmer kind. Isabela had gotten used to having a couple of those around most of the time anyway.

She looked curious though.]

Skirmish? What sort, and with who? Or what?