Hearing Acacia suddenly start chewing him out on why she disliked hunters so much suddenly made Ryan become incredibly nervous. Here he was hitting it off with this girl pretty well just a couple minutes ago, or at least that's what he believed, and now he had released the beast inside of her. Little did he know that she had a much more physical beast that still laid dormant, but that's beside the point. He had now done the absolute last thing he wanted to do and that was upset Acacia. [i]I should have just said I was unemployed.[/i]

When he had finished cleaning up the vodka with the rag and spray bottle, Ryan sat both on the nearby counter and stood up. He might have towered over Acacia by about seven inches, but that didn't make her any less scary in his eyes. Taking the holsters for his Berettas off his belt and unslinging the Remington on his back, he placed them down on the counter with the cleaning supplies and turned back to Acacia. [color=B22222]"I'm not going to shoot anything, I promise. If you don't trust me, than here you go. Hide them if you want to. Truth be told, I don't even know if I could pull the trigger on another living being. I've only ever shot paper targets."[/color]