A hand on the back of your neck, Arthur smiled as he sat beside you. “I got you something.” He mumbled, the words leaving his mouth as if he hadn’t planned to say them at all.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a necklace, constructed from wild flowers. It was wrapped around his finger, gently holding it out for you to take.

“Well, I didn’t get it for ya, but Jack made it. Figured I’d give it to ya.” A soft chuckle came from him as he placed it into your palm.