You and Arthur had gone out to pick some flowers, just for a little trip to calm down after being on the rough road for the past few weeks, and after Colter.

During this process, you weren’t really 100% sure how to even pick flowers, so you had gone down and ripped the plant, but before you could go any furthur, Arthur came over to help.

“Woah, easy there.” His gruff voice came from behind, grabbing the plant and your hand, gently taking it out for you.