Doctor Furial

Doctor Furial could have very easily asked Arthur how did he get the funds to buy a Dream Pod, or to even attend the ceremony there, but for some reason, he didn't. Arthur was ready for inquiries to be made, but they never came.

"Yes… Luck is interesting and strange." Arthur replied, not wanting to leave the man hanging.

The man looked at him in silence for a few seconds before taking a sip of the infused water.

"Have you not been eating well?" The Doctor spoke, changing the topic. "Your eyes are sunken, your complexion is sallow and your hands have bruises." He stated the irregularities. 

"I…" Arthur didn't know how to reply to that.

All of what the doctor had said was true and Arthur had indeed not been eating well. Most of his meals were cheap and whatever he could get on a meager budget. He didn't even know when was the last time he had a proper meal before today.