It takes a while for the cure to make it's way over to Arthur, given that he hasn't been quarantined in the tents, but he survives... only to be caught in the blood transfusion for two days, running a deadly high fever. It's touch and go for a while, between Arthur almost passing out several times and needing to be given fluids constantly to stop the cracks from further forming and disintegrating him.

Then Eames is left to care for him as Arthur seems to further wither, weight dropping from him like flies and leaving him several kilos lighter than he should be, skin pallid and veins dark under the pale flesh. Most of the time, Arthur doesn't seem all there. Muttering rapidly under his breath, eyes moving busily under half-closed lids, shaking his head as he argues with people that aren't there.