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"Mhm," the southern man inclined his head, the little lady would be in good hands or at least some good hands that french feller' though? Hoo-wee that boy seemed to have the tact of a ornery mule and the charm of a snake oil salesman.
"Them scary lookin' Halloween decorations? Oh miss that was nothin' just doing what any good man would do." he shook his head with a chuckle and a modest smile on his face "Name's Clive, Clive Michel and where I'm from we don't turn our backs when folk need our help." 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.
"Bravery ain't got nothing to do with helping folk miss, it's about helping people when they need helping no matter what." Clive let his hand drop after Fenna either shook it or not and pulled his glove back on turning to Mackenzie.
"And I ain't never turned my back on folk who need my help." 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.