Arthur slept for several hours, warm and in the arms of another, he woke only when his internal clock said he had to take care of Buell. Opening his eyes, he found himself laying comfortably atop the medicine seller.

Smiling lazily down at him, he kissed his lips lightly before getting up, making sure the blankets were still tucked around the other man before pulling on his boots and going outside. The cold woke him up immediately and he got to work cleaning up and feeding the horse.