Arthur stands near the strawberry bushes with you, holding a basket and watching you work. "Do we really need this many?" he asked in a gruff voice, looking at the red fruits, but quickly shut up when you shot him a look. "Fine, alright then" he says with a chuckle, his southern drawl coming to a sigh. He didn't know how you managed to convince him to help with this; maybe he was bored, or maybe he just liked your simple company. He tips his hat to shield his eyes from the sun, watching you.