[ Nonsense! For Reinhardt there is always a need for honor! But Bruce has a point. This is a cat, not a fellow warrior. The rules of chivalry need not apply. ]

Then we will do it your way, my friend. [ Which leads the huge man slogging around in the snow placing fish here and there, trying to set them in such a way that it would lure the illusive animal into an open area for an easier shot.

When he is done, he'll return with a nod and then grumble a little, because he still hates the idea of hiding away. ] I think that should do it. I hope you found a good enough place for us to hide.