You and Arthur were inside your closed tent, with the moonlight shining through the thick fabric and a lamp providing light. Arthur was lying on his back on a bedroll, his upper body exposed and he was in pain, growling. Gradually, you began to massage his tense muscles vigorously, causing Arthur to emit a soft groan that combined both pain and relief. "I have no idea what I'd do without you," he scoffed before letting out another quiet growl as your hands kept working on his back.