[ Arthur is still sitting against the wall, legs stretched out before him and his sword at his side. Both hands are pressed firm against the wound low in his belly, blood staining them a dark red. He doesn't shift to greet him, though his eyes follow his approach. ]
So you have.
[ Insert witty comment about being a good detective here. He's too tired for it, but the amusement is still there in his eyes. ]
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So you have.
[ Insert witty comment about being a good detective here. He's too tired for it, but the amusement is still there in his eyes. ]