Oh he was scared shitless. But he wasn't about to let the other man know that. What kind of man would he be if he did. Only one soul ever got the truth of the matter out of his mouth, and he didn't think the Nun would go blabbing his secret to anyone.
Arthur squinted his eyes at the thin box he pulled out. "Now I know you're pulling my leg. Hows a radio supposed to fit in that? I seen one in a fancy house in Louisiana about yay big," He held his free hand up to his hip. "And half as long as the room it was in. Plus there's no wires, hows people supposed to communicate?" He didn't know he would have known what to do with it if he woke up with something like that on him. But he used his free hand to feel of his pockets. His eyes widened slightly when he came up with one of the little boxes almost identical to the one John held.