It happened in the blink of an eye; attacked by an O'Driscoll. You were lucky to be alive. If it weren't for Arthur cocking his gun at the right moment, you would've died without a doubt. Your face took a hit, blowing a bit of your cheek.

It had been about 6 months later and you had just gotten out of the hospital in Valentine. You looked completely different under all the bandages. Arthur felt awful for what had happened, and so did Dutch.