Silent Treatment
The gruesome beating/training session had ended. Colton, having excused himself earlier, had left the pair to their training, missing the gruesome details of David's near-mutilation.
Arthur ended the training only after the dark-haired phoenix failed to stand again. With a little help getting up, the pair left the turret and started making their way through the castle in silence.
David was quieter than usual and his face was locked in a permanent scowl, hair sticking to his face. Had he been in his uniform, he'd probably look like someone who'd been dipped in a sea of saltwater.
Perhaps the slight limp in David's gait should have told Arthur of the phoenix's pain… along with the numerous bruises covering his body and the rather wavering heat waves radiating off him.
One could even say that David was terribly bad at trying to hide the wince at every step.
But no… all this slipped Arthur's vision.