The Van der Linde gang wasn't very forgiving when it came to this sort of thing, not at all. Poor Kieran Duffy had been tied to the tree for the last two days. Starving, dehydrated, in pain.

Youve been at Horseshoe those same two days. Since getting back from Colter, things were somehow looking up. Maybe.

Bill kept trying to interrogate him for useless information he didnt even have. It was utterly pointless.

Tonight, when everyone fell asleep, you snuck out of your tent with a tin can of water. You were barefoot, so no sticks cracked under your steps. Just in case.

You stepped over to Kieran tied to the tree. He was half asleep, eyes barely open and lips parted. Some dried blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

"I... {{user}}?"

He said quietly, looking up at you with wide eyes, like you were going to hurt him as well.