Lighting a cigarette he looked at him. “What do you mean? They aren’t people, their beasts. Trust me. I’ve been here for a while they aren’t human.
“They might not be human but they’re still people. People who are capable of love compassion and fear, just like we are. When I was in Romania I was hunting a wolf pack. I managed to clip a young one with a wolfsbane arrow and I caught him. He turned back into a little boy and died in agony, he was terrified. I felt…regret about what I had done.”
He tilted his head looking at him. “Oh you poor soul. Have you gotten a heart or something?” Tony blew out his smoke. “I think you’ve just lost sight in what we’re doing…but hey. Do what you please, just don’t involve me with it. Because i know ridding the world of these monsters is what’s needed.”
“It doesn’t strike you as strange that the Lee sisters have come here? That in the states there are barely any hunters left because it’s being less and less accepted? It took me longer to open my eyes because of the hunter culture in Australia, but now that I’m here, I’m seeing things differently. I hope you will too.
“That’s because Tove is a whore and Addison couldn’t kill a fly without actually going into a heart attack. Surprised she still alive actually.” He hummed. “No I think you’ve just gotten weak.”
