Cuthbert considered that for a moment, rather thoughtfully. "Guess you've got a point," he allowed after a moment. "Honestly, the whole thing's beyond me. I tend to just take it as it comes. But I know for a fact I'm not the first or last gunslinger Anis has fucked, so why she thinks she's got a claim on me or me on her..." He shrugged, hands spread. "That's what I mean about women. And some men. Always seems to end up being about owning, like there's one person and one person and that's it. Just look at Roland."

Screwing his face up, he held out one hand for the bottle. "Wine?"