Arthur had been called into the infirmary alomg side MacKensie and clive by a worried sounding James, he could guess what this was about. It turned out he was right when he entered and saw the injured guardsmen. Jame's was quick to let them know the game plan, it seemed they needed to hold down a guy whos face and helm had gotten a bit too friendly. He quickly used a nearby water basin to wash his hands and forarms before approaching the moaning man. "I think I can hold him still but if we're doing this raw it's going to be painful and we don't want him biting through his own tounge." He said as he looked around for something for the injured man to bite into. Not finding anything in the tent he pulled the knife from his hip and put the leather bound handle into the guards mouth and said in a serious but calm tone. "This is gonna hurt like hell so bite this as hard as you can." He the tried to firmly grasp the mans shoulders to keep him as still as he could.