it was donkey work and he hated it , but that was how a real bounty hunter earned his pay . he rolled his eyes at the typical human reaction to his kind . this wasnt over yet , they figured . they rode in silence for a good ten minutes before she worked up the courage to ask , `` so ... what did you do today ? '' as you had left your address with him for exactly the event of grandfathers death , he sent me here . you warned me there would be no going back . 