He smiled as she spoke, and nodded to her claim, boast or not she held the skills he needed. He placed the returned pictures into the leather bag on his hip. Beside his large hunter knife. " I know little of them, but you are right. I have no room for another member in the party, I am already for this to go, when you are ready. After a nights rest." He also allowed for time to resupply their packs. He drank and was done drinking. He needed only so much alchohol, for he needed to be ready, this was not some little monster. But two tough ones that had killed a whole hunters group, and his father.<br/><br/>He kept his weapon sheathed. " I will follow your lead on this. And make sure no fuck ups are done."