He thought he heard the hint of thrill in Rep's voice when he spoke about the amount of times he had been to hell and back in the time he'd been on the island. It made him smile wider, because that was something he could relate to. It was why he'd chosen the profession he had before he'd come here, one where he could be a daredevil and perform death defying stunts on a daily basis, if he so desired. The thrill was positively
addictive.
"Sounds like fun." He admitted, though how he reacted once actually faced with what hunters faced on a regular basis remained to be seen.
Tommy fumbled with the string on his crossbow, attempting to latch it back into place, but it slid out before he could quite get it in properly, and instead was left backing away, attempting to put enough distance between himself and Rep so as not to get hit again.
HP: 24
Damage: 0
