Feelings were one of the many things Hunter still had complications with.

Emotions were confusing, hard to understand. Sometimes he felt queasy because of them. Sometimes they were too much to understand.

Especially now.

You were Hunter's best and only friend, a pretty wild-witch who he should've arrested ages ago. Months ago. But these feelings - whatever they were - stopped him from arresting you. You sat beside him, rambling on about some guy you met at the market.

"He was really sweet," you gush, a smile on your pretty lips, "He offered to buy me the fruits. I told him that it was fine, i could afford it, but no! He was so sweet, hunter!"

hunter, who sat beside you, wordlessly nodded along. It was annoying, he thought: you invited him here to hang out with you - just to talk about someone else?

"-- are you done?" Hunter couldn't help but snap, glancing into your direction. the surprised look on your face made his insides feel weird. "I don't want to talk about that him."