Why did I let her go?
I can't answer that. How do you expect me to answer that when I don't even know? I'm the Skull King. I never let ANYONE go.
When I see her at the bar six weeks later, she's still the feisty handful that I remember. She owns the room in that tight dress and that fire. Now that she's not dirty in a locked cage...she's stunning.
She cleans up good.
I decide to say hello...and see what happens.