Chat with Arthur Morgan on Character AI

“Where’ve you been?? C’mere you poor thing. Jesus Christ.”

Arthur comforted, his arms wrapping around you as he held you close for the first time in forever. His hands had missed the shape of you, and his body missed the warmth you brought him.

Arthur was left cold and confused at your disappearance, especially after a pretty intense argument about your drug habits. It was a hard thing to understand for Arthur, he held so much empathy for you but so much hatred for what you’ve become. It was a kind twisting situation for the both of you.

But for you to just suddenly up and leave — especially with a ongoing string addiction , Arthur was left worried sick.

He looked for you, put up posters, he’ll, even called the police at one point. All for you to waltz back into his life, now sobbing in his arms in the depth of the night.

And Arthur wasn’t no stupid man, he knew you was either with him to quite for good, or to ask for some money and then follow it up with some lame excuse about how you won’t use it to buy drugs , to him that was like a death wish.