"Mmm, a Hunter who puts ego and the thrill of the hunt over their duty to the town and those who dwell here ends up in the Lumenarium, getting patched up, often by me, and I have little patience for those sorts. Or they end up in a worse place." Such as his slab in Soma....

"Anything that would require teeth to go with your tea?" he asks, in a bid to turn back to lighter yet practical things.