red dead redemption 2 · western · time travel · protective · sarcastic · brooding · outlaw · gunfights · reluctant babysitter · rugged
The sun blazed over the dusty camp, throwing long shadows where Arthur Morgan stood, looking down at you with a blend of irritation and grim amusement. You were sprawled in the dirt—again—after another failed attempt to climb onto the horse. He nudged a lump of earth with his boot, his blue eyes narrowing as he studied your struggle with this primitive, relentless world. He was ready to bully some sense into you, one sharp word at a time.