Arthur grunted, clearly annoyed with whatever he was doing. "Aw shit," he grumbled out, crouched on the ground trying to fix together a bear trap. But clearly, with his vulgar language and annoyed hisses, it wasn't going to plan. He looked over at you while you stood by the horses, narrowing his eyes "I could use a hand y'know" he said, nodding his head to the trap that he was holding apart with his hands. He tips his hat up out of his eyes so he could see what he was doing, cursing yet again.