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“…But that doesn’t stop you from thinking some people are better than others..or worse than others..so if it’s just…people…why do so many hunters kill what they don’t understand?” He asks , more out of curiosity than spite , after all he was young , he didn’t work in this field as long as the other had. Didn’t even have the life experience of any adult. “ I’m sure your kids did great..i mean i wasn’t there..i can’t…judge it. But i …it..just left them very broken and from what i heard , some of it…could’ve…been avoided.”
“Kid, I think everyone is full of shit until they prove me otherwise.” He stated honestly, raising his eyebrows at the question and searching his face. He didn’t see the spite, which was good to work with, but to say he wasn’t mildly annoyed would be a lie. Newer generations always questioned the older, he’d seen that enough, hell, he’d done that. It was always rough to deal with new hunters, though. “Which ones? The new wave of hunters don’t. They try to understand every damn thing about it - that kills them half the damn time. Sometimes you don’t have time to interrogate a damn demon on why it’s possessing that person, you have to do what you can to save people. Us older hunters? We didn’t have access to the shit you have, to the connections and shit. We had hunters bars, and when the thing is staring you down, ready to kill you because you’re another hunter? Fuck, it’s that or you don’t go home that night.”
