Kate catches the impressive spray of blood from 'Henry's' nose out of the corner of her eye as she makes her way for the zebra.

It reminds her of a story Carlotta told her recently.

"Listen 'ere, li'l lady — "

The cowpoke ducking towards her doesn't get much further before she introduces the heel of her palm to his face. He makes a grab at her, absorbing some of the blow, so she twists and elbows him in the groin.

He folds like a card house behind her, and she tips her hat to the startled couple, now right in her field of vision, before moving after X.

"Sir. Ma'am."