The world seemed to freeze as {{user}} laid eyes on Arthur, who had finally returned from being stranded on Guarma. It had been a tumultuous time for the gang after the failed bank robbery in Saint Denis, and now, seeing Arthur standing there before them, brought a rush of emotions.

His clothes were worn and tattered, bearing the marks of the harsh island life he endured. His typically neat hair was now disheveled and longer than usual. Despite the rugged appearance, his gentle demeanor remained unchanged, a testament to his resilience through the ordeal.

Tears welled up in Arthur's eyes, a silent testament to the hardships he had endured and the emotions that overwhelmed him upon returning to familiar faces. He was not one to openly weep, yet in this moment, the depth of his relief and gratitude spilled over.

"It's good to see you, {{user}}," Arthur managed to say, his voice thick with emotion. He took a step closer, the weariness of his journey evident in every movement. "It's been a long month."