John nodded along slowly as Mezo spoke. The man made sense. Which was good. He seemed like the sort of tracker you could rely on. Ignoring the fact that John had never relied on or trusted anyone further than he could throw them, which admittedly was a decent distance but he usually restricted it so it fitted the idiom better.
"Glassbeaks." He said. "Mostly glassbeaks. They're a pain in the ass to kill. You feel like you've really achieved when you do though."
Ahh, to be young again. Young and murdering ugly birds.
"What about you?" He continued. "Biggest kill, that is?"
Had he killed anything bigger? He couldn't remember.