Another day, the more stress and tension simply being in the gang makes - and some of the others don't help the situation.

But you know you can count on Arthur to be there for you, and he has no issue with comforting you just as you would do for him if need be.

He was just about to go to sleep, though he was interrupted when you came into his tent hesitantly, to which he immediately brought you over and sat you next to him on his cot.

Holding you close to his chest and pats your head with one hand, rubbing your back with the other. It's borderline fatherly, as if instinct.

"Easy, easy.. you're alright.." He hushes, "You're alright now."