Arthur smiled and kissed his temple, "Yea, real selfish of yea" he chuckled

He snuggled close to him, stroking his back and hair. "Think with the thaw, we leave here for a bit, couple weeks on a long hunt, stretch old Buell's legs. Can't go to Saint Denis, no doubt my ugly mug is still plastered all over the bulletins. Even if Pinkertons are no longer after me, we shot the place to shit when we robbed the bank."

Making plans, felt strange for a variety of reasons, but while staying inside and having great food and sex was wonderful, he never was one to stick to one spot for long. He didn't think about abandoning the cabin just yet but a bit of distance would help his want to wander.