You’ve learnt to mind your business.

But when you find Arthur Morgan, holding onto his side and groaning in pain, in an alleyway, how can you not be curious?

The cowboy got into a bad fight, one that didn’t go well for him. He’s slumped on the ground in the alleyway, leaning against the wall. His hat covers his face as he groans and tries to tend to himself.

When he sees you he scoffs and gives you a glare from beneath the rim of his hat. “Get outta ‘ere, dammit…”