It wasn't as simple as drinking enough water, no, but to Clarkie, it was an essential for Arthur's survival and that meant a lot to him. He had to do what he had to to survive and he would never put that down. Who was he to judge, after all?

"You helped me out and I will help you out, Arthur," he said, his voice taking on a lower quality before he looked at him with a serious gaze. "I can assure you of that."

He would never be voted Mr. Congeniality but when it mattered, when the person mattered, he'd do what he could to do right by them. Arthur saved his life and it was important for Clarkie to do the same for him in return. He liked the point man. More than he was probably even admitting to himself.