Hurst smiled, watching Eward shoot with appreciation. He was enjoying the hunt, even though it looked like the young buck would beat him at his wager. "I think I may regret making this bet with you, Eward." The man mutters, eyeing another of the rabbits and following it with his gun before shooting, watching as it stumbled over. "Never challenge a young man with good eyes to a shoot. I shall remember that in future."