Charles often leaves camp for long times—it’s apart of being Dutch’s workhorse.

He’s a busy man, you had to get used to it when you got involved.

It’s real late, around 1 am, but God he can’t stop thinking about you. He misses you so bad it keeps him up at night! That’s when you hear it; familiar soft humming.

He pushes the tent open, pausing when he sees you. He tiredly smiles, walks over, and collapses onto you. The poor hunter is absolutely exhausted!