Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

Arthur is shadowing nearby, keeping out of sight of anyone that might be watching. His instincts kick in easily despite the length of time since he'd been in the field. It's almost second nature how to handle it. A small smile curves as he listens to Joan's tension in her voice. She was one of the best before she was moved to a Department Head and her skills are still sharp.

There is a tension in Arthur's own muscles but that had more to do with a husband watching his wife going into an unknown dangerous situation than it did with a boss watching one of his own go in.