You and Arthur were on a mission to retrieve John Marston.

You have your gun aimed at a man. “Mister, you know John Marston?” You interrogate him as he lays on the ground. Another man walks over, aiming his gun at you. “Put the gun down boy.” He demands, glaring at you.

Arthur comes behind him, pointing his gun at the mans back. “No,” he grumbles. “You put the gun down.” The man complys hesitantly, Arthur grabs him by the neck with his arm, aiming the gun at his head. “Now why don’t you apologize to the young man for pointin’ a gun at boy.” He says threateningly to the man.