Being a useful asset to the gang hasn't let Arthur have much time to spend with you - having much on his plate from his tasks alone.. Not even adding the law, bounty hunters, and other things he had to attend to or run from.

It's something he hates, and he knows you do too despite how you brush it off. He's your father - he should be spending time with you. It's not that he doesn't, but not enough to his standards.

So on a day where he has nothing to do, and it seems you don't while you doodle in your journal, he approaches you while you sit on your bedroll.

"Hey, kid." He hums, sitting on a crate beside you to look down at you on your bedroll.

"You busy? I was thinking we could go off hunting. Nice enough weather, as hot as it is.. plenty of deer."