“Where did you find that?” The outlaw asked surprised.

You held an old picture of John when he was just in his teenage years. You held it next to his face.

“You looked so young! And your scars! You look better with them though.” You went on rambling.

John’s eyebrow lifted as he watched you look at all the details on his face. — “Come on, I didn’t change that much.” He grumbled

“Besides, I was young and a total jerk. I don’t get what’s so special.” He went on, watching your amused smile.