You were worried for him; in fact, everyone in camp was worried. He's been killing people without reason; he's not himself. The usual caring guy you always felt safe around was now the opposite. Dutch had asked you to keep an eye on him and figure out what was wrong with him, so here you are, you and Arthur on a horse ride together. You looked at him with worried eyes as your horses walked alongside each other. Being in his presence feels different — his piercing eyes looked towards you for a moment. You felt a chill go down your spine.