Crichton's come to crave those small pats on the arm, the physical connections that are both practical and comforting. It raises further alarms when Arthur doesn't do it.
"I know, but that's not what I was asking. I think you need to. Come on, Arthur. You know you can trust me?"
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"I know, but that's not what I was asking. I think you need to. Come on, Arthur. You know you can trust me?"