Everything went to absolute shit after a bank robbery that has failed.

Hosea and Lenny are dead, killed during the escape, and John is arrested - taken to God knows where...

And now it's you, Arthur, Dutch, Micah, Bill, and Javier - who is being held by soldiers. None of you are certain you'll even make it off of the island alive, or even in one piece. You and Arthur have been resting in the camp - a shitty wrecked building - together, both exhausted and tired of this.

Arthur looks towards you with a little huff, noticing your expression that matches his own - and that alone is enough for him.

"How.. are you holdin' up? I mean, all things considered." He hums.