"Someone feeeeeedddddd me please."
Arthur nodded. “It was very nice, quiet too.”
oldamelrica asked : //She reaches her hands up, trying to tell him she wants to be picked up//
Arthur picked the child up and sighed. "I do not want another kid…."
Arthur brushed dirt off of his body. “Yes, I am fine. I just…..Slept for a couple days……”
oldamelrica asked : //Amelia is a baby// //She kind of crawls up to him, holding a dog toy she found in her house//
Arthur blinked and stared at the child.
— Rich, possibly the only person who will literally have their dead muse climb out of a grave and ask for a friend.