"If all else fails, you try again." Goodnight pressed a kiss to Billy's hair. "One failure is not the end, mon cher. I shudder to think how many times you messed up with those knives before getting as quick as you are."

His fingers brushed fondly along Billy's side. "Took you a bit to get used to a rifle, didn't quit that. Do I even want to ask about riding? God knows I landed on my ass more than I care to recount."