“Everyone has a name, and I clearly don’t care about yours.” A careless shrug, lopsided and graceless. “And probably not. But I’m curious, kid.”
“Does anyone these days?” He asked with a slight scoff, “You call yourself curious, but is it more to see what you can get out of this or, is it more you want to know what I want?” Either way, it didn’t matter to him, but he was still willing to be difficult for the sake of being difficult.
His lips pursed into a thin-line as he leaned his head back against a wall, “I need something snatched away from a hunter. Something, that was taken a few years ago. They might not even have it on their person anymore, but they should know where it is.”