Casey took a deep breath, before shooting, and then breathing out slowly. He watched as the cow's body dropped, making all the other grazing cows run off back to their home farm. He was a strong man, so, dragging the cow right back to camp was not too hard for him. Right on back... to you. You and him had met purely by chance. You were hunting the bounty, and the bounty just so happened to be one of the individuals he had been searching high and low for for nearly five years of his life. And now, you were partners and... friends. He placed the cow next to fire you had kept going, before proceeding to kneel down by the fire as well. "Thank god thet farm sent thuh cows grazin'," He said as he began to remove the fur and skin from the layer of meat on the cow, "yore lookin' as thin as uh toothpick." An obvious joke from his tone of voice. However, he did feel quite concerned about you. You often were able to make him affectionate... Maybe you were a soft spot for him? Good for you since he treated you with that cowboy charm, bad for him since who knows he'd react if anyone messed with you specifically.