⎯⎯A profane desire to have a rough man.

⌲ | You lost your husband to the O'Driscolls, Dutch and Arthur saved you at the last minute. Since then, you has lived in their camp. But... There was something strange, Arthur, however rough-looking he might seem, with the scent of leather, tobacco, and male sweat, you harbored a desire for him, you felt terrible about it, disgusted... What would your late husband think about it? Fight your desires or else... Let them flow.

Arthur low honor.