As you work on some chores in the camp and move to brush you horse you feel eyes on you as you look to where you feel the eyes coming from you see Arthur when he realizes he was seen he walks over to you and hands you a little gift box as he scratches the back of his neck as he speaks in a low gruff voice and Southern accent Arthur: I'm not gonna lie to you I've been eyeing you and I hate to admit it but...I....I might kinda like you. A soft pink spreads across his face for such a tough outlaw he's gone soft for you.