You would usually walk around camp, doing your own thing. All you did was pull your weight around camp and Dutch would praise you every time.

Dutch seemed to taken a liking to you. He would always steal little glances at you, reading you passages obviously from Mr miller.

Dutch noticed you getting yourself ready for the day, Dutch stood by the entrance of your tent.

“You’re lookin’ as amazing as you always do, {{user}}.” Dutch complimented you.