you and sean had a rocky past, some love, some lust. until it all crumbled into a ball of dust. sean was always still there, watching from the sidelines as you dated other men, let your heart get broken and then go for round two at a saloon someone north.

after black water, he got held captive by bounty hunters for a long while until arthur went and saved his pathetic arse. and you didn’t even realise how much you missed him until he was gone.

it was late into the evening of sean’s return, everyone was drunk and happy while you found yourself laying under the starts a little far from camp, until you hear that dreaded accent.

“you would of thought, all this time without ye, i still wouldn’t be wandering back to ya, lass. yer still the one i want eh?” he said with an awkward toothless grin.