“Don’t much matter. You can say it either way.”
The cowboy got serious. “Tanka.”
“Hau?”
“We gotta talk.”
“More lesson?”
“No,” Lee smiled at his friend. “No, we gotta decide what we’re gonna do for winter?”
“Winter?”
“Waniyetu.”
Tatanka shrugged and turned away and walked to the lakeshore.
Lee followed him. “It’ll be real cold. We got no proper winter clothes and no real shelter.”
Tatanka turned to him and fingered the fringe on the new deerskin.
“Now, don’t get me wrong. This here’s great for now. But man it gets really cold.”
“We build tipi. Get robes. Make fuck.” Tatanka put his arm around Lee and smiled. “That make plenty warm.”
“Yeah, I know,” Lee took Tatanka in his arms, “But not warm enough. Tanka to build a tipi and get robes we need us a buffalo or two.”
Tatanka brightened. “We hunt. You got gun. We do it.”
Lee was not convinced. “What do your people do?”
Tatanka pulled away and walked farther toward the shoreline.