Arthur returned a little later, smelling strongly of horse and sweat from the work, and he took a moment to warm his hands by the fire before backing up and looking at the bed where the medicine seller lay.

He laughed at the sight of the pillow, "You kept that thing?" he said, removing his boots and going back to the fire to warm his feet. He was grateful for his healing abilities as he was quite sure he would have lost some fingers and toes from working in the cold. Really needed to buy himself a gun and start hunting for the trapper to get himself some gloves and a coat at least.