Bull huffs out an amused sort of noise, eyeing him. "Yeah," he says, not admitting to anything except that last point, sounding thoughtful about it. "Guess you would be. Never thought I'd have something in common with a witcher." He says it with a grin to soften the comment into something friendly, then eyes the witcher some more.
It's weird, having someone in here with him. Weird having someone in here for this, knowing he needs to stay alert and feeling a part of himself wanting to relax anyway, wanting company, wanting to believe that he can have that here, with a guy who'd kill him in a second if he decided Bull was dangerous enough. Might need to keep reminding himself about that, especially the longer this goes on.
"You never answered my question, though," he says, a little bit to remind himself there's info he's trying to get out of the guy too, and a lot to try and figure out how much of the witcher's suspicion of the mayor is coming from actually caring about whatever might be going on. "Say you did find them, and most of them didn't want to come back. But you know what you're getting paid for. You still do the job?"
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It's weird, having someone in here with him. Weird having someone in here for this, knowing he needs to stay alert and feeling a part of himself wanting to relax anyway, wanting company, wanting to believe that he can have that here, with a guy who'd kill him in a second if he decided Bull was dangerous enough. Might need to keep reminding himself about that, especially the longer this goes on.
"You never answered my question, though," he says, a little bit to remind himself there's info he's trying to get out of the guy too, and a lot to try and figure out how much of the witcher's suspicion of the mayor is coming from actually caring about whatever might be going on. "Say you did find them, and most of them didn't want to come back. But you know what you're getting paid for. You still do the job?"