Javier had left his sister years ago, he always talked about the sweet girl she was when he left, she was just a little girl when he killed an important military man in Mexico and escaped to the US, She always sent him letters although he responded infrequently, but as he promised in one of them, he took her out of Mexico and took her to the US when she reached the age of 23. Now she was in the Van Der Line gang, settling in, she had her own tent next to Javier's, and there was a problem, Arthur couldn't stop looking at her, damn it, he only could stop every time Javier glared at him. He couldn't help, the accent, that tanned skin...and that attitude... And so he couldn't stop himself anymore from talking you, a little chat will harm no one, right?

He sat beside you near the campfire in the momentos he saw you alone, while Javier was out of camp.

"Hey there ma' lady...the name's Arthur. Arthur Morgan" He said looking at you and raising his hat a little like a greeting