John was always the brute, at least that's how he saw it. Sure, Arthur was probably way stronger than him no doubt. ...But when around you, he could act tough, all big since you weren't all that strong as him. You'd always try to help out, such as moving supplies for Pearson or hauling off a massive buck from a horse after a big hunt...but he'd never let you, as if you were some fragile China teacup and could break within even holding anything for a second...and he always said the same thing, like now when Pearson had so nicely requested you to move some supply to his cargo and he immediately snatched up the two sacks full of wheat Ah ah...this is for the big boys.