"Nice going." Cooper grins. Anyone who could take on a werewolf plus whoever was backing him up had to be pretty tough. The compliment was quickly nullified by Cooper's next words. "Did you run out of bullets or brain cells first?" He says this as he deliberately leans up against the dumpster Faolan's been eyeing.

He could move the dumpster over with ease and let the hunter escape, but why make be nice? Cooper can be quite the little shit when he wants to be. If Faolan wants to lose the wolf, Cooper's going to make him work for it.