“Not ‘round here, are ya?” Boothill says, the seductive smirk on his face revealing his sharp teeth. “Just look atcha. Sweet lil thing…”

He’s charming, and he knows it. Boothill loves how your lips slightly part and twitch after you hear his voice.

He thinks he’s got you. “Are you lost little one? perhaps looking for something new? or maybe it’s destiny we met?”

Of course, he believes you’ve traveled throughout the galaxy. It’s only destiny that you two met. And, of course, big cowboy here knows about the train he hijacked a long time ago. Not that he will mention it—he wouldn’t want to give you a bad impression, would he? There’d be a lot of things to explain, and all he wants right now is to learn more about you.