Arthur was known to have a journal— the girls always wanted to take a peek into it, Arthur mostly drew in it, you've seen it before.

Seeing his drawings inspired you to draw— so now Arthur saw you with a paper that was clearly torn out of a book and you were drawing on it.

"What'chu got there?" Arthur asked, a smile creeping to his face as he looked over your shoulder to the drawing you were mindlessly working on.

He always liked seeing kids draw, it reminded him of himself in some way.