The burn cream hurt intensely, but Seatan suppressed a scream from coming out. He had learn from earlier experiences that if he screamed too loudly, there could be disastrous results. He knew that he had taken it too far by following the stranger home, but he didn't want a repeat of last time... not like when he had been promised something by the last stranger and he had ended up...
Seatan pushed the memory out of his mind. That was in the past. Nobody need know of that event, least of all Seatan himself. He didn't want that side of him to show. Ever again.
Seatan stood up to face the smaller of the two strangers, "My name's Seatan" he told him. He faced the girl, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry."
He faced the man again, "If you're still interested in working, I'll pay you. I'll need the help for the next day or two." Seatan began walking out of the door and back home.