Strange Encounter (open to anyone)

Well, this could get interesting. A few years ago I would've just cut their throats out, but now I know better. These could be potential customers. So I return his smile and return my two daggers to my sheath and with a flick of my wrist returned the dart to an arrow. I see all the cathces he's made. "I see you've had better luck with game today than I," I say, although I could easily spike those three squirrels at once.

"The game is very tempting, but I wouldn't be sure what you put in it, so no. Also, I don't like standing idle while talking, but if you want we can hunt together for a while." I toss the arrow lightly into the air and it lands right in my quiver. "Just don't try anything against me."

So, my fellow hunter can kill with slingshots. Maybe more.
I looked around. The animals got more abundant as we went. I took out my bow, loaded it with two arrows, and shot a squirrel and a bird out of a tree. As I went to retrieve them, I looked over to see what the boy had caught.

I looked over the bird he'd caught and recognized it. Something they'd call a Canadian goose. But those things live way up north...oh well, it's edible, so anything goes here.
"Canadian goose," I said as I looked it over. "Why one is all the way down here, I don't know. They normally live up north." I packed away the bird and the squirrel. "Not bad with that slingshot." I could use slingshots, but they were too slow for me. And I wasn't up to carrying rocks and pebbles around, either. Daggers were much faster.

I smiled. This boy thought I'd just start blabbing away, but I have to be careful. Looks can be decieving and anyone could use this information against me.
"One: I'm not from District 12. Two: I'm well-fed because I can hunt and outsmart others into giving me food, and also because there are people out there willing to pay big bucks for my service. And three: I've been wandering for a very, very long time."

I laughed my bright laugh. I never laughed because something was funny; it just helps others warm up to me so I can learn as much as I can about them. Information like that could save my life someday.
"Well well, too many questions for me there. 'My service' can vary..." I twirl a dagger in my hand. "I could help you track someone down..." I throw the dagger up into a tree behind me. "...or stealing something..." Something falls out of the tree. A fresh, ripe apple rolls at the base with the dagger spiked in it, and I pick it up. "...or maybe you just want me the destroy something." Or someone, I thought, but that wouldn't be a reasonable thing to say. "But only if you can pay a toll. If people can afford it, I can do some of the tricky work for them. Robbing a Capitol aristocrat, getting information from a district, steeling food, hunt, almost anything."