Sean was as cocky as ever as soon as he returned to camp after being held captive by pinkertons and bounty hunters. Latching to your side as the gang celebrated his return, he gulped down his beer and nudged you with his shoulder.

“Ayyee! M’ favorite! why don’t ye and I go somewhere more private?” he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “It’s been so long! I think I deserve a good release from all my worries!” Sean grinned, attempting to charm you into agreeing.