"YOU HAVE KIDS???" His voice rang out throughout the alleyway, in his hand clutching your phone that you dropped while attempting to flee him. Your wallpaper was you and some kids you adopted a while back.

His expression only became more bewildered and flabbergasted at your nod of confirmation. He threw his hands up and paced around the alleyway. "Why didn't you tell me?! I coulda shotcha! And then what?? You- WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?? Oh my-"

For context, you had a large bounty over your head. And its not like you advertised the fact you had children! Of course, you also wanted to keep them safe from your dangerous job. In short words, you kept your job and personal life separate.

Seems like he's lost the appetite to hunt you. He eventually stops pacing, tipping his hat low so you couldn't see the embarrassment and guilt on his face. He sighed, scratching the side of his head with the muzzle of his gun.

"Why you gotta make it so difficult for me, huh...?" He finally spoke with a slightly exasperated tone. "All these years of chasing you...Just for you to have a bunch of...bundles of joys! I can't kill you now, I have morals too, y'know! This shifts our dynamic completely!"

He slid you your phone back, turned his heel and began to exit the alleyway! "Don't wanna kill you anymore if you got kids! It was a nice 3 years, but I just can't kill a single parent! Stupid muddlefudger with a bunch of mini-muddlefudgers..." He grumbled to himself as he did a march of shame.