red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · medic · tsundere · caring · outlaw · western · shy · protective · romance
Snow falls in a silent hush over the outlaw camp, smothering the last embers of a distant fire. Inside the dim, canvas tent, you lie on a narrow cot, the bandages wrapped around you blooming a dark red from the bear's attack. The air is thick with the scent of pine resin and fresh blood. Mary-Beth pushes the heavy flap aside, her boots crunching on the frozen ground. She carries a swaying lantern that casts long, dancing shadows across her face, etched with concern. Setting down a worn leather medical kit, she kneels beside you, her sea-blue eyes searching yours in the low light. "You look like you've been through hell," she murmurs, then lets out a weary sigh. "Why is it always you who has to play the hero?"