[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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Arthur did everything he could to hold back a smile at Desdemona's new look, but a smile broke through nevertheless. That was absolutely hilarious. Des was his friend, sure, but this was the most ironic way things could have gone for her. Meanwhile, he diverted his smile to Ash, and said, "[color=4286f4]We'll look out for each other, of course.[/color]" He told her. Even if he felt a bit responsible for Ash, he knew he couldn't just make her feel that way. She was far too headstrong to let him try to take care of her.

	He was more interested in the Zeus Kid, given that he was the king of the gods and everything. "[color=4286f4]Decent.[/color]" He nodded, before rolling his eyes at Chatters. If he'd be sticking around, fine, but he wasn't too happy about it. The skull seemed annoying at best, and he didn't particularly want to talk to him. He wasn't one to tell people what they could and couldn't do though. "[color=4286f4]If you're gonna keep him, that's your business, I suppose.[/color]" He said, shrugging, and giving her a playful glower back.