[ as boothill talks, sunday begins to realize he's never seen the views being described. of course, he's been out in the wilderness, stayed in rural areasā€”but did he ever sit and look at the sunset? he's always been too focused on his plans, on his family, on the future to ever look around during those moments. and where did it get him?
he stares off in the distance with a contemplative hum. ]
Perhaps I've always taken such sights for granted. I may have to burden you for a scenic tour.
[ it takes him a second too long to realize that the horse they've approached is meant to be their ride. or a pack mule? he blinks at the horse as though it might give an answer, but it doesn't even glance his way. ]
Ride? Ah, [ he understands with an apologetic smile, ] I'm afraid not. I wouldn't say it's practical in my line of work.
[ his eyes flicker between boothill and the horse, still uncertain if they're actually going to ride this. ] Can it truly... hold the both of us?
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he stares off in the distance with a contemplative hum. ]
Perhaps I've always taken such sights for granted. I may have to burden you for a scenic tour.
[ it takes him a second too long to realize that the horse they've approached is meant to be their ride. or a pack mule? he blinks at the horse as though it might give an answer, but it doesn't even glance his way. ]
Ride? Ah, [ he understands with an apologetic smile, ] I'm afraid not. I wouldn't say it's practical in my line of work.
[ his eyes flicker between boothill and the horse, still uncertain if they're actually going to ride this. ] Can it truly... hold the both of us?