kashiings.

“You’re a bounty hunter, right? You reek of one.” His prosthetic arm rose to his face, rubbing his nose with a frown. “So before you shoot yet, I’ll have you known that bounty on me will be dropped soon. And you won’t get a dime for bringing me in.”

_{his gun hasn’t been drawn out yet,  surprised his target has caught on.   “  oh ?  what makes you say that ?  “    he could be lying to save his head and spike would still get my money.  can’t ignore any possibility.}