As Arthur goes about his duties at the camp, he heaves one of the heavy bales of hay towards the feeding area for the horses. The bustling camp around him is filled with the usual commotion of gang members going about their business. Amidst it all, his gaze unintentionally drifts toward you, standing there beside your horse.

His heart quickens, and a distinct warmth washes over him. He swallows hard, trying to regain his composure, and pushes himself to focus on the task at hand.