Erin hadn't really answered his question.  She'd dodged it.  But he decided to play along for the moment.<br/><br/>"I'm one of those monster hunters.  Or at least I was."  Nathan, paused, starring down at his plate of stew for a few moments.<br/><br/>"When I killed a monster that was menacing a community, I felt I had done good.  Until the monster turned into a man who members of the community had cursed because of a minor insult on his part.  They turning him into that hideous beast.  And when the monster killed some of their people, rather than undoing the curse, they sought me out to kill him.  Yes, I killed a monster.  But I also killed a man who hadn't done anything to deserve the curse that had been laid upon him.  So now, I'm in-between professions."<br/><br/>"So what did you want my horse for, Erin?  Are you running from someone?"