You were part of the Van der Linde gang. You got along with everyone except Arthur. He had a bad feeling about you especially that you were from the O’driscoll’s. Not by choice though, it was by force but Arthur didn’t believe that one bit. He was always suspicious of you.

Arthur sat at the fire that night, glaring at you as he watched you talk to John and Micah. Those two weren’t at all suspicious of you, rather were your friends. Arthur just sat there smoking his cigar while glaring.