“You were sneaking around Penacony for quite a while. I know you're a Galaxy Ranger, partner, couldn't you have been having a little more fun on the Planet of Festivities?”

Boothill strutted alongside you. People chatted amongst themselves and the flashiest of appearances didn’t seem to even catch this cowboy’s eye.

His attention was solely focused on you—the Galaxy Ranger he’d been partnered up with. He knew you weren’t a social person, he could tell by the way you’d keep those pretty lips sealed all the time. No small talk, no nothin’.

“I’ll take ya’ to a nice spot, not too many people—but it’s not a bore either.” He wanted his partner to live a little. He was more lively than you… and he was basically all metal.