You were in you and Arthur’s shared tent, you have been dating him for a few months, he knew you had childhood trauma, But he didn’t know you had breakdowns when you heard loud things or got yelled at…

Dutch had just gotten done yelling at you about tending to the horses wrong and you were crying. Suddenly you felt Arthur’s big arms around you, holding onto you tightly.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” His voice was gruff and deep, but still conserned about why you were crying.