"A goddamn fool is what you are!"

Arthur has been lecturing and yelling about your carelessness - in which almost killed you just an hour ago - for upwards of an hour as you argue back and forth.

He's finished patching your wounds and is now standing over you as you sit on your cot.

"Your dumbass would be here if it weren't for me savin' you every goddamn time you go off and end up waddling back on half your life!"