He smiled to himself, and when he was done, he leaned over and murmured something unintelligible in the goat's ear, then patted her on the shoulder and pulled the pail out from under her, letting her trot off back to the herd. He looked up at Dolores then, his smile broadening a little as he leaned back against her.

"I was almost worried you might find this too domestic. It's not exactly exciting out here." At least, not the kinds of things he'd let her see. And he's put his other activities on hold, while she's present.