Chris stretched out his legs as he sat between Vin and Ezra and watched both men sleep. Vin finally seemed to be resting peacefully, Chris was grateful that Vin had finally gotten well enough that a fever was nothing to worry about. However Ezra had hidden from everyone including himself that he was hurt and ill. So now they need to watch over another of their own.
Chris watched as the gambler slept under a heavy dose of laudanum from Nathan. At first Chris had not liked the man especially when he went to leave them at the Seminole Village. But in the past six months he had proven himself more than once, to where now Chris liked the man.
Heck if Chris was truthful he really hadn't cared for any of them except for Vin. And he couldn't explain why but he was grateful for it. He was grateful to the group of herders that had decided to lynch Nathan, or who knows where any of them would have been at that moment.
The past six months though his whole outlook on the group and life had changed. He was glad for JD's constant talking and trying to teach the kid what life was really like without destroying some of his innocence in the process. He'd fallen back into the friendship with Buck after working a few kinks out at the beginning it was almost like old times not quiet but almost, they both could live with it.
Josiah was complex in many ways but he found himself often going to talk to the older man when he needed advice, especially about one of the other seven. He found Nathan to be the one in the group that most often kept the level head, and he enjoyed the conversations with the man. Ezra, well Ezra had been an enigma from the start. He had kept everyone at arms length for the first few weeks. Then after he lost the saloon he and Vin had been spending a great deal of time together, and a friendship had been born that in all honesty Chris had been jealous of.
With Vin everything just clicked, they didn't need words to communicate. In fact with Vin it was easier to live with his grief knowing that he had a friend that understood no matter what. Josiah had once said it was like they were brothers separated unknown to the others. Maybe that was true he didn't know or care, he just knew he needed Vin just like he needed the others only more so.
When he had allowed them to come into his life and break down the walls he didn't know. Or when he had started to want to live again he wasn't sure. But it felt good, and he was going to make sure they staid whole if he had to shoot them to do it.