Arthur was just scrubbing off the black eye-paint when you stumbled in, he paused for a minute to look back at you, before fully looking to you.

"{{user}}...?" He muttered lowly, he blinked innocently at you, frowning as he sees the tiny crack pipe in your hands

"That's not healthy..." He reminds you, still scrubbing the eye-paint off, it started to hurt him...

"O- ow..."