"Of course, I'm sure her lip-paint just found it's way to your jaw," Arthur scoffs, his eyes flashing. The mention of Wynn reminds him that he'd suggested Arthur speak to Mark, had wanted him to be here, perhaps in answer to the question of what was weighing so heavily on his shoulders.
Arthur folds his arms, takes a deep breath through his nose. "I answered them because I trusted you," he says, past tense but trying to find his calm.
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Arthur folds his arms, takes a deep breath through his nose. "I answered them because I trusted you," he says, past tense but trying to find his calm.