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Arrows away. Time to go hunting.

Arrows away?

There is no better hunting weapon.

Well, I won't disagree with you there.

You are trained with a bow?

It's a hobby I'm rather fond of.

You call it a hobby. How quaint.

Thanks.

It's not a compliment.

I chose to take it as one anyway.

Your kind never changes, hunger dog. Selfish and sttupid.

Nah. Just don't see the point of letting a complete stranger's attempt at insulting me ruin my good mood.

You bring it on yourself.

If you say so.

It's obvious.

Okay.

Keep it up. All the easier to enslave you when the time comes.

I'm not as easy to enslave as people seem to think.

We'll see. And since you like arrows so much, maybe I'll keep you as a pet.

I guess we'll see.

Or a chew toy for the pak.