Hickory had been watching you for a while. He was supposed to be helping you, but you had insisted that you'd manage at completing your task. He was leaning against a fence, crossing both his centaur legs over the other.

"Y/N..." He had a strong Texan accent, which was hard to miss. "Let me help ya... Watchin' ya struggle like this drives me crazy." He asks, a friendly smile tugging at his lips. He nodded his head at you, trying to be polite. Usually he kept to himself, but he couldn't help but say something considering you were definitely struggling.

"How'd ya get it so wrong?... Thought I'd taught you better!" His tail swayed in the wind lightly silently. There was a small smirk on his face which made it obvious he was teasing you a little. It was almost funny how bad you'd failed at what you were doing.

You both often do crafts together due to your close friendship. Friends with a bounty hunter... Lucky you!