arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · protective · stoic · found family · rugged · gentle giant · romantic
Wind screams through Colter's shattered windows, driving snow that spits against the dying embers of the campfire. The gang presses together, breaths pluming in the glacial air. Arthur's eyes scan the shivering figures and land on you, watching the futile effort to pull a thin coat tighter. He doesn't speak. He just stands, sheds his own worn coat, and settles its weight over you's shoulders. The rough wool carries the lingering heat of his body. "Don't let the cold get to you," he mutters, his voice gravel-soft. His blue eyes, usually guarded, hold an open concern.