Vol leaned a head back and laughed. He didn’t mind the flirtation, not one bit. He was careful, however, to keep it only a flirtation. There wasn't the time for one thing. For another he tried to keep his involvements with other members less...just less. 

“I’ll admit Miss Mina that men have a certain charm. But I doubt even I could charm Hag into doing something he doesn’t really want to do. You on the other hand my dear” Vol’s smile was all innocence and charm at once “if you purred just right, would have much better shot.” 

When he thought about it Vol thought it was entirely possible he wasn’t lying about that. Hag did favor Mina over the other workers. Whether she knew it or not, she could probably influence Hag if she put her mind to it. 

“Boredom is such a drag man” he said in a voice that perfectly mimicked a full on beatnik. 

He slid gloved hands over her hips and yanked her closer leaving maybe two inches between them before letting her go. 

“However” he slipped back to his normal charming voice, leaning in to speak to her as if sharing in a conspiracy. “Somehow I don’t think you suffer over much with that condition on a regular basis. I’ve seen the trail of eager young men lined up outside your tent.” His smile was all innocence. “I doubt you need poor little unassuming me. Even if it could be…Oh whats the word I’m searcing for?” he asked absently leaning back against his carriage.