Just as she should of followed him in combat he would follow her in the actions that took after. He waited for her to close the short area in between her and the loot and then steadily followed. With his hands and a swipe to the in-game interface, the bruiser shoved everything that was his into the appropriate inventory slots just as the girl. Their words remained silent during this process, but this was usually normal. A habit brought on by their new world's mechanics. Again, he'd wait until she was clear of her own inventory.

Then she stepped towards him. “Probably.” He only replied to the end part of her words as he raised a hesitant, but giant, hand. “Good work to you too.” This is how he complimented, but late as ever. By using his giant glove, the bruiser engulfed the foxfire's small little fist. A couple shakes up and down kept the awkwardness to a minimum. Then he was finished. Bounty completed.