"I think bullets are more advanced than they are," Amos points out, dryly. He would love to have plenty of bullets himself. A gun packs a slightly bigger wallop than an arrow, in the right spot.

"Not a hunter, really. Just good at stayin' alive. Worked with a mercenary group a few times over the years. Plus my job sometimes gets me sent to some shady kinda places, if you know what I mean." Organized crime didn't always run out of nice office buildings, after all.