His last comment had Arthur grinning. "Well, I didn't think about it as a confession. Let alone it being my last one. I'd be more like my first one." Because he wasn't one to incriminate himself either. "I just didn't want you going in, and drawing down on me because you see me scavenging anything I can use." After all, the people that were gone weren't going to use it, it wasn't going to do them any good.
He dropped the saddle down from his shoulder freeing one hand to cover his mouth as he coughed once. Already the air was much better than it had been in his last camp. Maybe this was what the doctor was talking about.