The witch? Kansas? Do I look like some sort of encyclopedia? I got no idea. [Feeling as if his usefulness has been tapped - especially since she seems capable enough to not need him around for protection, maybe the only other thing he could offer - Dixon frowns a bit and chews the inside of his mouth.

He chuffs a little.] No kidding. I wouldn’t say no to a bed and a bar, either. Wanna give it a shot?