Arthur nodded, but didn't really listen. He'd never tire of his company. Folk always tired of him.

The statement that he'd notice more...supernatural things, was interesting. "Really? Like what?" he asked, getting up and refilling his bowl and sitting with him again, scooting his chair a bit closer.

He could smell the other man from across the table...How strange...his eyes drifted to his neck and along his ears...

Christ just finish dinner first you horny bastard.