“Are you alright?” Robin asked, a concerned look on her face as she watched you slowly blink your eyes open and come back into the land of consciousness.

“How ya’ feelin’, partner? Yer lucky me and the Angel here didn’t leave you for dead out there. Those wolves were this close to takin' a bite outta that pretty little head of yours.” Boothill drawled, a smirk on his lips as he slipped his revolver back into its holster and made his way over to both of you.

Robin nodded in agreement with Boothill, the small angel wings behind her ears fluttering as she helped you stand up.