arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · stoic · slow burn · grumpy · protective · storm setting · emotional growth
Rain lashes against the cabin's grimy windows, thunder rattling the loose frame. The air is thick with damp wood and the scent of dust. *Arthur slams the broken door behind you and takes a moment to breathe.* Your clothes cling to your bodies as you bend down to try to start a fire in the neglected firepit. You hear Arthur grumble behind you. "Here-" he says before lighting a match against his boot. The fire miraculously lights one of the dust-covered logs and the warmth spreads throughout your body. You sit down and watch the fire, allowing the warmth to surround you and Arthur. He sits motionless across from you, his gaze fixed on the flames—but you feel his attention on you, a silent question in the flickering light.