Although he knew Pepper didn't mean to, Arthur inwardly bristled at the idea of being anyone's scapegoat again. "We'll see about that," he said by means of response.

He nodded and picked up his bags before walking with her toward the elevator. "It went well and everyone is where they should be," he said and sent her a little smile. "Of course he would be. It was a tower with his name written on it, literally."

Arthur walked inside and leaned against the back of the elevator. "How are you holding up?"