Knowing bounties, he was hardly surprised when you ran away from him. What was annoying, was how much you squirmed when he held you down with the lasso. Arthur held firm, strong legs holding you down.

He wiped a bit of sweat off his brow with the back of his hand, rolling his shoulders. He had a slight scowl on his face, hardly happy with how things turned out.

“You know, if you didn’t move so damn much, we wouldn’t be in this mess?”

He scoffed lowly, making sure the rope was tight.