He chuckles more freely at that.

"Most of those involve me waking up hungo'er with spines all up in me." Sweeney's hand gestures lower, implying his genitals. "Her doing her best ta save me from myself."

There's a slow sigh as he considers the week. It'd been tame overall. Maybe the thing with Tiffany, but that was more 'weird' than 'fun'. He shrugs.

"Not sure my Warden was 'xpectin' ta see her drinkin' whiskey from her dish on the bar." That's probably the closest, which seems disappointing in hindsight.