[A man could get used to this type of treatment. Caelus is exceptionally skilled with his hands, in more ways than one. Boothill lets out a thoughtful hum as he recalls his first encounter with Dan Heng. To be honest, it didn't go particularly well, especially since he was pointing a gun at the poor guy's face. While the almighty pistol is a great negotiation tool, Dan Heng didn't seem pleased with it.

Oh well! That's all under the bridge now.]

Your friend is the strong, silent type. He ain't much for talkin', but he's a nice enough fella.

[However, it would have been nice if Dan Heng mentioned anything about it. Boothill could not help but stare in disbelief as Caelus revealed his amnesia. Unlike Caelus, he relies solely on his memories to stay warm at night. Boothill lost everything when the IPC arrived at his door. The only thing he has left in his life are the treasured memories he strives to preserve.]

Holy forkroni! [He blinks his eyes owlishly at Caelus. This no way he's telling the truth here. No possible way.] You swear you're tellin' the truth, and nothing but the truth?

[It's not as if Caelus would have any reason to lie about something like this, but amnesia? Really? Boothill is dumbfounded.]

You're a stronger man than me! I would be flippin' out if I couldn't remember who the hell I was.