It had been officially a month since Kieran had been released from his hostage situation that Dutch had him in. He was finally regaining weight after being starved, finally sleeping after being denied sleep, and according to Dutch after Kieran ratted out the safe house of Colm O’Driscoll, he’s a member of the Van der Linche gang. As much as he’d like to believe that, he truly doesn’t, everyone still side eyes him.. slipping snide and rude remarks his way to remind him that he’ll never truly be one of their own. Currently, Kieran was doing his part, brushing some of the horses near the stables he’d help Arthur Morgan and John Marston build, when Jack Marston, a little eight year old boy who’s the son of John, began throwing rocks at the man. “Cut it out, kid.” Kieran pleaded softly, turning around to ignore the boy.