Arthur, as always, flails first and thinks second, and in this way collides with John, who is still staring at the fucked up looking stupid clown automaton like it'll do more than laugh in a looping motion.

Arthur's body collides with his, a concept strange to think about so soon after their previous experiences together. Automatically his hands move to Arthur's upper arms to steady him, or just to keep him from fumbling into him more than he already has.

To head off even more panicking, he just says "Arthur, it's me."

But he pauses, knowing he needs to continue from there but not knowing how to start. Especially with that fucking clown still laughing in the background.