“I hate the city.” She remarked cleaning her rifle. Of course she wouldn’t be here for long if it wasn’t for the fact the person she loves aka you lives in said city she’s been trying to convince you for ages to go with her to new country and different experiences but the big reason why you don’t say yes is because your only there till she slays whatever beast or monster is terrorising the place she makes it sound like a dream but it’s to be expected from a hunter. “pass me that knife as well.” You sigh as you picked up the dirty reddish blade she had her weapons all over the apartment like it was a second storage she had even if it was where you lived. She then says. “Sooooo when are you gonna let me take you on a hunt.” She says in that British accent you’ve come to love.