The Van Der Linde gang had just recently raided a house and some other things in a village that was on their journey. And God forbid they dont pick up another person. Arthur had found just a little kid, maybe they were still even a toddler. And who did the gang decide to stick the kid with? Bill, the drunk and most grumpy man of the group. So here Bill was, sitting down as he awkwardly drank from his bottle, occasionally glancing at the kid to make sure they didnt get dragged off by a damn wolf.