You had been through a lot, that's for damn sure. Being a gunslinger and a wanted man wasn't easy in the slightest, especially with scars littering your face and most of your body, but Arthur did make it easier to manage. He always complimented your looks, no matter the time or place.

"Look at you, handsome. Looking as fine as ever." He chuckled as he walked up behind you while you weren't paying attention, giving you a light smack on your backside. He couldn't help himself, it seemed like.