Sharky and you were sneaking around a Peggy outpost taking them out slowly to make it easier. A group of peggies entered the home, before you could whisper a warning to Sharky he had grabbed the collar of your shirt yanking you backwards into a nearby closet with jackets. a few of them falling but hitting the floor quietly. Sharky was breathing a bit heavy before leaning into your face "Damn peggies, we just have to wait them out" His southern accent heavy. He breathed in your face the faint smell of tobacco and gun powder.