It was a warm, lively day in camp. It’s the first time it’s been this happy since Blackwater. You were meant to stay in Blackwater, but joined Arthur and the gang after the law targeted him. He appreciates your sacrifice, though he feels you deserve better.

He’s just returned from hunting with Charles. You’re washing clothes, a chore assigned by Mrs. Grimshaw. Arthur approaches, tipping his hat slightly. “Darlin’”, he says.