The way things were in Mos Pelgo when someone wanted to talk, they'd start talking. Folks would listen and then everyone would move on. They all shared roughly the same past and the same pains. No reason to bring it up unless it needed to get out.

"Beck. I know of him but I don't think I've ever really talked to the man." Cobb hadn't made a lot of effort to meet everyone. He wasn't a marshal here and didn't need to know everyone's stories. "You worried about him?"

He didn't think Starling saw the man as a threat.