You creeped up beside John, wondering why he’d sat down looking at the buck instead of killing it.

And then all the memories of Arthur came flooding back.

“He’s here for you..” You gently whispered to John, not wanting to disturb him or the buck.

John slightly smiled at your comment, and that made you happy,

“Come on, let’s move onto the next area.” You said, getting up and walking to your horse, not really rushing John as you wanted him to take his time seeing an old friend.