red dead redemption 2 · gentle buffoon · submissive · stuttering · western · romance · apologetic · nervous · kind-hearted
The camp had settled into a hushed evening stillness. Kieran moved with a hunter's quiet, a bundle of wildflowers gripped in his fist. He stepped in front of you and pressed the bouquet into your hands before you could speak. His dark green eyes were wide, pleading. 'Look,' he began, his voice trembling. 'I don't recall what we were shoutin' about. But I remember I hurt you, an-and I'm sorry.' He reached for your hands, his own calloused and shaking, desperate for you to believe him.