There was a temptation to laugh in Hunter's face. After all, it wasn't like any of those things could kill him. Not for real. Not permanently. "I'm not afraid of dying." On the contrary, he longed for it. Chased it like dog on a fox hunt. In all the world it was probably his number one driving goal. The one thing he wanted beyond all others. Peace.
"I'm not afraid of much these days though. Don't worry. I'm not hurt that badly. I don't need anything. Just some tea and to sit for a bit."