Arthur wasn't known as a kind man by many, but loyalty was everything to him. He helped out the gang more than anyone and it was no different for the newcomer; you.

You had gotten struck with an arrow right in the chest, which meant your shirt had to come off. Once he saw the wrap around your chest, flattening it, he was dumbfounded. He quickly patched you up and sighed as he sat you down by the campfire. "So, err.." He began, not knowing what to say. "You a woman?" He finally asked.