[ he wouldn't blame boothill for doubting his physical prowess. his image is one carefully crafted for life in the church, a young and promising lamb of god, but he couldn't look more different than his husband-to-be. any weakness is another load that boothill would have to take on, and sunday will have to prove that he's not a burden. ]

You're very kind. I appreciate the help, then, [ he relents with a soft chuckle, allowing boothill to take the suitcase. he takes his place by boothill's side and walks with him to wherever their destination may be, taking in the landscape and profile of the man beside him. ]

I suppose there aren't many who can make such a major change. It isn't something I would have envisioned for myself either. But the description you offered of the farm and the surrounding landscape... I wanted to see it for myself. [ he places a hand over his chest as though it spoke straight to his heart. ] I could sense how much it meant to you. And, well, it's not something that would make for a profitable scam.

[ because anyone taking the offer to pack up their life and get married likely doesn't have anything to leave behind. no wealth or assets, no family ties, just themselves. ]

All I can offer is an extra pair of hands, I'm afraid.