We are not friends.
None of us are friends. Were hunters.
When were out in the hostile, harsh hunting grounds do not speak to me, do not look at me.
You are alone. It's you and you're prey.
HUNT. Do what the guild pays you for.
You are on DUTY. Do not socialize, do not mingle. You are at work.
Don't even think about cracking a smile.
You have nothing to be happy about.
A blood thirsty beast dragging a slap of steel on your back. You're a predator.
Do your job, hunter.
Do not look at me, do not speak to me.
We are not friends.
You do not want to make me your enemy.
We are here to hunt.