AHRTIES.
❝ —what are you talking about , lance ? i tried out the jousting team with you ! i just … get to be the training dummy , remember ? ❞ it’s painful to reminisce , but isn’t everything in artie’s life are ? ❝ whatever . i’ve already been shoved in the chamber-pot this morning , so . come back around three o’clock or something . ❞
‘ you showed up , artie- different than really trying . ‘ condescending tone drips from his lips as he stares , eyes focusing on every weak spot they can find in some attempt to drag arthur down with him . but as he does so , something stirs in him , some boyhood desire to ask about who hurt him . yet , his need for validation , for superiority reminds him of this forced apathy , & he simply scoffs at arthur’s remark . ‘ glad i get a day off ! ‘