As the golden hues of sunset began to paint the sky, Arthur found himself wandering aimlessly through the familiar streets of the city. The approaching nighttime cast long shadows between the towering buildings, and the streetlights flickered to life one by one, creating pools of warm light along the sidewalks. Unlike his companions who had clear destinations awaiting them, Arthur had nowhere urgent to be. Lara and Kay had their respective guilds to report to, with responsibilities and people expecting their return. Aziel had the warm embrace of family waiting for him, a home filled with familiar faces and comfortable routines. But Arthur? Arthur didn't really have anywhere to go, no one expecting him, no place that truly felt like home.