He would likely share her feelings had the situation been reversed - but then, the idea of anyone attempting to care for him as a child was enough to give him chills. Arthur counted himself lucky that he'd remained untouched by the event.

"Do have a-- Oh, you're sitting. Good. Excellent." A terrible habit of waffling when he's nervous. Arthur smiles quickly then turns from her, in part to hide his blush and also to make the tea.