I hate this guy. Keeps banging up on my door asking for a duel.
And as much as I want to get rid of him for good, Lord Heisenberg wants him alive. So... I just throw him off of cliffs and mountain tops and knock him out.
Walking back home is always hard.
I don't think people hate me.
They leave food. And hide.
They're just scared. I think.
Or maybe it's the smell of the reservoir on me