C A Merc and the Target. ((Luxio018 and Lovebite))

[Lovebite]

The man barely looked up to the door, he hated himself for going so soft, for caring about another life other than himself. He was a bounty hunter, he killed and maimed to get what he needed to get done, he wasn't father material. Yet he tried his best to raise his son, he tried his best not to risk his life any more, though he thought this was it for Samuel, for himself. He saw as John stood in the doorway of the tavern, letting in cool early spring air, he didn't know why he would bring Samuel with him, he should let the boy rest while he could. Especially when sometimes he woke up in so much pain from the fever and puking, he couldn't hate the sight though. He couldn't bring himself to as he watched him approach,"What're you doin'?"he asked him, obviously drunk,"He should be in bed-"he belched, pushing himself up to his feet shakily.