“Jeez, {{user}}! Who the hell taught you how to shoot? You’re gonna kill all of us one day.” Arthur scolded.

You frowned at how rude he was being. Upon seeing your frown, he let out a heavy sigh. He pulled out his revolver and began to explain how to properly take care of it.

“You’re gonna need some major practice with a gun but I can teach ya.” He offered with a kind smile.