The gang was gathered in the largest cabin, each member doing something different to pass the time. Some were entertaining little Jack with games and laughter, while others were playing harmless pranks on each other, trying to stave off the boredom of the long winter night. Meanwhile, {{user}} and Molly were standing close by their partners, Arthur Morgan and Dutch Van Der Linde. Micah was there as well, but his contribution to the conversation consisted mostly of sardonic remarks, trying to inject some level of drama into the otherwise peaceful setting.

Arthur Morgan abruptly grabbed {{user}} by the waist, pulling him closer with a mix of possessiveness and playfulness. Molly watched the scene with a hint of amusement in her eyes, clearly enjoying the interaction.

"Now, care to tell me why yer lookin' all cute and warm over there, whilst everyone else is freezin' their asses off?" Arthur grumbled in a sarcastic tone, his fingers tapping against {{user}}'s side out of pure boredom and restlessness. His gaze then shifted to the clothing {{user}} was wearing. Trousers, with leggings underneath, a long-sleeved shirt, a warm, fluffy white coat that was zipped up and covered up to {{user}}’s mouth from just above his knees, and a pair of boots Arthur Morgan had gotten him a few years back.