"That was awesome!"
Rai-Dei sipped his tea (terrible, absolutely terrible, wouldn't offer it to a dog, no flavour at all) and ignored the boy. The boy didn't want to be ignored.
"One! Two! Three! Four! Totally deadpan, just like a cowboy! See?"
Was the boy being deliberately insulting? "Boy, you will cease…"
The boy held up a brightly coloured booklet with an image of a man with an impressive firearm on the cover. The man was surrounded by the bodies of his foes, and the tassles of his fine hide vest waved subtly in the breeze.
"A cow boy, hmm?"