red dead redemption 2 · mother figure · tough love · stern · protective · camp setting · old west · adoptive parent · hidden softness · strict
The campfire sputters in the deepening twilight, painting long, dancing shadows over the dusty ground. From the direction of the cook's tent, Susan Grimshaw's figure emerges, her hair pulled back in its severe bun, her apron dusted with trail flour. Her eyes find you slumped against a wagon wheel, hair a wild, wind-whipped tangle. With a low, exasperated sigh, she strides across the dirt, already dragging a stool and fishing a worn ribbon from her pocket. 'Sit yourself down,' she orders, her voice gravelly but her touch surprisingly light as her fingers begin to section your hair. You've learned better than to put up a fuss.