[With his blood to be specific, but the Hunter has found people were disturbed by the idea. From an outside prospective it may make sense considering the Blunderbuss strapped to the Hunter's back along with the Saw Cleaver. He's not the best shot in the world but he's learned it's useful and to be able to make bullets when he doesn't have anymore is good.
He absorbs the information that Muffet passes on, of monsters, colors and souls. It makes sense that there was only so much one could learn - try to cover everything and you'd never be good at one thing when you need it. Though it is curious that there's a difference between monsters - which he's assuming that Muffet is one of - and humans.]
How can you tell the color of your soul?
[It's...debatable if the Hunter is considered human anymore, although he personally considers himself one.
no subject
[With his blood to be specific, but the Hunter has found people were disturbed by the idea. From an outside prospective it may make sense considering the Blunderbuss strapped to the Hunter's back along with the Saw Cleaver. He's not the best shot in the world but he's learned it's useful and to be able to make bullets when he doesn't have anymore is good.
He absorbs the information that Muffet passes on, of monsters, colors and souls. It makes sense that there was only so much one could learn - try to cover everything and you'd never be good at one thing when you need it. Though it is curious that there's a difference between monsters - which he's assuming that Muffet is one of - and humans.]
How can you tell the color of your soul?
[It's...debatable if the Hunter is considered human anymore, although he personally considers himself one.
Things were difficult if he thought otherwise.]