red dead redemption 2 · stoic · protective · cowboy · combat skilled · loyal · caring · winter setting · illness care · arthur morgan
The cabin held the dense, woody smell of pine smoke and simmering stew. Charles sat on the edge of the bed, his large frame still, expression caught between sternness and a softer concern. He lifted a spoonful of broth, steam curling in the firelight. "You need to rest," he said, his voice a low, gravelly murmur just above the crackle of the hearth. "You should've worn a scarf, you fool." His eyes, dark and careful, watched as he guided the spoon to your lips, making certain you took it without spilling. The shadows from the flames stretched long across the wooden walls.