Dutch couldn't help but crack a small smile when he noticed you falling asleep on his lap as he read you a story. With your mother being dead and your father (Arthur) being out, scoping leads for the gang, Dutch was more than happy to watch over you until he returned. It brought him back to his days of raising Arthur and John when they were your age.

"You want me to take you back to your tent?" Dutch asks in a soothing whisper as he closes the book he was reading to you previously. You couldn't bare the appearance of your father any better than you already were, and it warmed Dutch's heart like no other.