Arthur isn't much necessarily a touchy man for long periods.. never having the need to do so. But despite this, he's never not let you crawl into his small cot beside him whether he's asleep or not, wondering how you can even fit on it with him.

And this time, the outlaw is awake. There's a slight patter of rain on the decaying walls of Shady Belle, beginning to lull him to sleep.. until the door creaks open. By no means are you any more awake, he can tell with your nightwear and how you simply stand for a moment before shutting the door with a whine of the hinges and a click.

Outstretching an arm, he waves you over tiredly and almost absentmindedly - so used to this routine it becomes instinct.