RDR2 AU

[dog_eat_dog]

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[dog_eat_dog]

Sounds nice, put that way. It’s never been her favourite time, but it’s tolerable. A necessary thing.

“Pretty big tether, coming back here. That must be nice too.”

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"You're damn right it is. I been alone, and it's nothing to appreciate for too long."

He goes to sit down near his own bed, and pats the space next to him - come and join him.

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She sits down with him, resting her own dish on her knee.

“No kidding. I hate even making a couple days’ ride on my own, if I didn’t have friends to get back to, I’d lose my mind.”

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"Precious thing, that. People you can come home to."

He eats a bite. Mulls that over.

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“People you like going home to, too.”

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"Absolutely right. Here's to that, huh?"

He holds up a spoon in toast, then takes a bite.

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She copies the gesture, smiling.

“My friends are gonna laugh when they hear I holed up with a gang for days.”

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"Hey, you tell 'em there ain't nothing funny about us - except for Swanson."

Who's dead drunk already.

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Tess snorts.

"He sure is," she replies. "S' more that I always manage to find my way out of trouble and into the thick of something else."

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"That just sounds like life to me."

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"Lot of people out there not living it to the fullest, then."

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"You're damn right. But at least they live longer. One or the other."

He gives her a little smile, finally takes his hat off. Damn if Tess wouldn't fit in here - but he won't ask her. She has her people, and her dream.

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"I mean, maybe they do," she replies. "But I figure people used to trouble make for better survivors. A lot of people like that, they don't know what to do the second they end up in hot water."

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He runs a hand over his mouth and nods.

"Either way, ain't like we got that choice no more. You're a survivor or you die, right?"

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“That’s how it feels,” she agrees. “Never felt like much of a choice in the first place, though.”

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"Unless you're fond of dyin', no." He gives her a little smile again, and finishes his food.

"But you got somethin' nice in your future. A nice ranch, somewhere."

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She chuckles.

"Yeah? You'll keep us off Sean's mark list, right?"

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"Can't make promises we won't come by and shake things up a little," he says, leaning back with a grin at her.

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“Just as well, I owe your people a couple dinners anyway. Spring yourselves on me any time.”

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"You know I might take you up on that," he warns her, warmly.

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She grins, reaching over to elbow him playfully.

“Like I’d offer if I wasn’t interested in having you over.”

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"You already know I got terrible table manners and still invited me," he says, nodding like he's impressed. "You're some kinda woman, Tess."

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“I’m a woman who runs around with trousers and a gun, the way I see it, we’re just ill-mannered in different ways,” she teases.

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He grins at her one more time before looking away, patting her arm.

"Smart, too. Alright - I'm gonna go have a fucking drink and tell the others my story. Don't call me out if I embellish a little."

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"Hey, you gotta look like the biggest man in the gang," she replies, grinning too. "I get it."