Why...

My heart just broke into millions of pieces and now I feel like fainting. ((Sorry, I'm a tad dramatic when I see pictures like these of him.)) Oh, Mr. Arthur. There are people who love you because they know that you are just misunderstood, I'm one of them. *pulls out a dry cloth and gently wipes the tears off of his face* Mr. Arthur. *pulls out a compact and gently pads his freckles back into non-existence and fixes his bow tie* Now then, Mr. Arthur, buck up.