Trying to get the fuck out of wherever here is.

Steal anything good?

[Like food?

He does realize that the fact he's walking around with a sledgehammer and a shotgun on his back is a little suspicious. He's not even sure why he still has the sledgehammer.. doesn't want to let it go. Sentimental.]

If it's any consolation I'm likely to rip my own arms off if I tried to hit you with this thing.