Young Guns: Wild West RP. (Accepting humans & animals of all kinds.)

[daiseydd]

Bella follows him and climbs up into his lap, snuggling up to him

[Jackkdaw]

Billy raised an eyebrow, staring down at the baby as she disturbed his thoughts. Letting out a huff, he smirked and patted her head, gently bringing his legs back down from the table so his feet were placed on the floor.

[daiseydd]

She takes his hand, playing gently with it with her own chubby fingers. Then looks at him and smiles big.

[Jackkdaw]

Billy raised an eyebrow as the child firmly grasped his hand in her's, then his gaze drifted over to Elizabeth. "So what made you go lookin' for me?" He asked quietly, his voice rather monotone as he looked back down at the ground. With his free hand, he scratched his scalp through his short messy hair which gave him a 'just woke up' type of look.

[daiseydd]

I got worried, you were gone more than six hours." she shrugs. Bella falls asleep holding his hand.

[Jackkdaw]

Billy smirked, visibly amused by this. "How'd ya know where to find me?" He questioned, his fingers fumbling with his Stetson that he had laid on the table upon walking in.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeths lips form a tight line. "my real husband basically lived in the saloon. "

[Jackkdaw]

Billy frowned now that the mood had gotten more serious at the mention of Elizabeth's old husband. His eyes scanned the wooden table, his mind searching for something to say to get them off the subject. "Bella sure is sproutin' up, ain't she." He blurted out at last when he failed to find something else to say, glancing at the sleeping baby.

[daiseydd]

Yeah...she is. I'm sorry that she thinks your her papa...I know you don't like it." she sets the new flannel in his hand gently. "for you."

[Jackkdaw]

He shrugged, his fingers tapping the wooden surface of the table still. "It's fine." Was all he said as a reply, not glancing up from the table.