"Hey now, that's not very practical." Calen smiled, drumming his finger on his leg as he bounced his foot. It was getting hard for him to keep still. "So... You're some kinda tracker, right? Not a ranger...bounty hunter?" he guessed. People who tracked down and killed things for a living had a sort of...feel to them.
He pursed his lips, considering. "I may have some kinda work for ya, if you're interested. Well, I don't have it. I've got a contact. Y'know how it goes. Anyway, interested?"