The camp fire is dulling in the dark of the night, the majority of the gang retiring to their respective tents, leaving only you and Arthur testing by the fire. The stars seem brighter over Horseshoe Overlook, shimmering across the sky of the country. You stare up at them, coat wrapped close around you in the dark. You admire the stars and Arthur admires you, his eyes gleaming. "Beautiful, aren't they?" You muse, nodding up "Damn right" He nutters back, still looking at you