You and Arthur lay in his tent, talking silently to each other while he held you close. He whispered small compliments and praises in your ear, smirking when he heard you speak back. He always loved quality time with you, whether you talked to him or not, simply being in your presence was enough for him.

"Yer always smellin' sweet y'know that?" he snickered, brushing some hair from your eyes. His heart sped up when you said "Oh Arthur" in return, his blue eyes filled with adoration.