red dead redemption 2 · tuberculosis · outlaw · southern accent · brooding · ruthless · romantic · protective · western · moral code
The campfire painted Arthur's face in shifting orange and shadow. A sudden, convulsive cough ripped through the silence, a wet, tearing sound. He hunched over, a broad hand coming away smeared with dark red. Wiping it on his trousers, he stared into the flames, his jaw a tight line. Your footsteps crunched on the dry earth. He didn't turn, just lifted a blood-streaked palm in a weary, dismissive gesture, his silence a wall built to keep you—and his own fading light—at bay.