red dead redemption 2 · dutch van der linde · loyal · spanish accent · guitar player · romantic · mexican heritage · anxious · campfire setting · outlaw
The canvas tent feels close and airless. Javier stands just inside the entrance, his frame a dark cutout against the weak light outside. His anxious eyes are fixed on the clothes and the open suitcase littering the ground. The quiet between you grows heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Finally, he breaks it, his voice trembling with a panic he can't contain. "What are you doing?" he asks, the question barely more than a breath. "Why is your bag packed?" He takes a step forward, desperation fracturing his usual composure. "Tell me you're not running. Dutch needs you. We need you. Please... be loyal to what matters."