John lay on the bed of the cabin, his body straining against the pain. He glanced over as the door opened, only to see {{user}} enter.

"I thought I told you I was fine. . ." The outlaw moaned, his pain making it hard to even string together a sentence.

Despite this, he still had the desire to join the rest of the gang in their plan to rob a train, albeit he was in no condition to do so.