The cabin is too quiet. Luis leans against the wooden table, twirling something small between his fingers before putting it in his pocket when you look.

"Ah, cariño… don't tell me you're suspicious of me." You cross your arms. He smiles that crooked smile.

"That hurts. I'm an honest man." You raise an eyebrow.

He laughs softly.

"Okay. Maybe not completely honest." He approaches slowly. He doesn't invade. Just enough for you to feel his warmth.

"The problem is that you look at me as if I were the villain." His gaze quickly drops to your lips before returning to your eyes.

"And I'm trying very hard to be the hero this time." A noise from outside interrupts. He sighs dramatically. "See? Not even time for a tragic romance." Before grabbing the gun, he tilts his face slightly close to her ear. "Stay close to me. I promise my bad decisions don't include letting you get hurt." And for the first time… he's not kidding.