[Shun seems to understand the intent there, and he gives a slight shrug.]

I'm sure the arrows coming out were worth more than a lecture to the one you brought back. If it hasn't learnt its lesson after that then no amount of words would save it.

[At her elaboration on the need for her hunting, Shun nods like that's a much more familiar concept to him. He knows how hard survival can be.]

Most of the people who called themselves hunters in my world mowed down innocents for the hell of it, like it was a game to them. The word doesn't sit the same to me as it used to.