Arthur was in heaven, the feel of his fingers threading through his hair had him closing his eyes, not bothered by the snags though grateful for how much care the other man was putting into it all. The smell of the soap and the other's light scratching of his scalp added to the wonderful treatment.

"Ain't sure how to ice fish." he admitted quietly, relaxed as could be as the medicine seller washed his hair. "But also ain't sure freezing my ass off for fish in winter would be worth it" he chuckled.