One of the things Wyatt had learned - the hard, painful way - was that things in the arena that should have been safe, rarely ever were. He treated everything with wary suspicion. Like a beat dog, he was always watching for the stick.

"All the time," he nodded. "They see everythin', an' show it all the time. Talk about it, bet on it..." He sighed through his nose. "It's a game."