[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Dining Pavilion[/center]
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	Arthur [i]did not[/i] care for being assaulted with questions right now. He didn't expect the world to cater to him, but he would have thought it obvious that, after the funeral of his sister, he might not be the most talkative person in the world. He pointedly didn't say anything to the two of them, and stayed quiet, giving it everything not to glare at them. This, was a kind of rudeness and unmindfulness he couldn't appreciate. When he was in a right state, he would be doing something about this.

	Putting food in his mouth, he was thankful that Andy would take this conversational bullet for him. He'd owe her one for this, for sure. Truthfully, he didn't have any packing to do this morning, that was taken care of when he moved into the Jupiter cabin. He wouldn't be going back to Hades any time soon, so anything he knew he needed from there, he packed with him. Something good had come out of Ash's death after all, Arthur morbidly considered. Huffing, he looked to Andy and waited for the two of them to give a rundown on what to expect from on this journey.