"I am. I should - probably get back to my cabin. I'm sure you have shit to do. Find John." His voice is a little stilted. Forced. It doesn't even occur to him to be curious about what happened. The less he thinks about it, the better.

He is worried, though. He knows John isn't around and he doesn't know where he went or why he left Arthur here alone. Sheehan could have broken through that tie. He could have hurt him.