"I know," he says, evenly, because he'd heard the shots stop after the Gatling had been turned towards it. He knows he probably owes his life to that, because he'd been out of ammo and they had turned up, before Faraday had finished the task.

He doesn't apologize, though, even if it probably would have been better off being the one who went, because at least then someone could take the price on his head. "I was here, just when I was riding out," he says. "No Sam or Red," he admits.

"Just Faraday, then you," he says, reaching out to pat his back to congratulate him, as if this is something to be proud of.