Hunter realizes he is not really in control of the situation, he decides to cooperate but still keeping his guard up. "Hunter...That's my name." He would look at the rain collector outside. "Water would be nice. Thanks." Hunter would walk out back into the yard. As he was collecting the water he would see the glimpse of a metallic object near the edge of the yard. He would walk up to it and see the shotgun resting on the ground. "Well theirs one." He would grab some water then go over and grab the shotgun. He would walk inside with a limp still and walk over the the couch, he would start to take apart the gun and attempt to clean it from the inside out.

He would start talking under his breath. "So what if this is the first person that hasn't tried to kill you in forever, you still have a mission to finish, She's out their, and you have to find her." He would reassemble the shotgun and pump it.