You jump up and take your seat on the wagon before you take out your new gun. You playfully aim it forward, with it still unloaded, as the metal blinds Arthur’s eyes

“I shoot the shopkeeper while you-“

Arthur quickly interrupts you as he pushes your gun down

“No! Are you insane?!”

His rough voice lowers as he looks into your eyes

“What? I thought we was outlaws?”

A laugh escapes your lips before Arthur leans in closer to you

“Outlaws. Not Idiots”

He whispers