Light, in the cabin. There's something about the quality of it that rings a bell, but he can't quite put his finger on it. A lantern? Not a candle, too bright for that. Be good to get a good look at the fella before Arthur puts a gun to his head.

He doesn't go in shooting on sight. There's bears in the woods, and it wouldn't be so strange to have someone find shelter in a cabin while on the run. If Tess asks, at some point, that's the reason there's no lock on the door. So at least that's a stroke of luck, when he kicks the door open and points a gun in the direction of the light. "Alright, hands up," he says, firmly, steadily.