He'd hoped he was harder to read than that during those times, not wanting the-then stranger to get wind of his hefty bounty and end up coming after him. Even as a bear he didn't think he'd have a chance against someone who could make him see all the wrongs he'd done in his life with a puff of smoke.

Arthur allowed the pampering without further interruption, the care the medicine took with hair of all things was interesting but also accounted for the man's own long very well kept locks.

Once oiled up, he spun around once more. "My turn?" he asked, pressing a kiss against the man's lips.