"They'd probably wanna trade some shit for it, and I got nothing to interest 'em."

Or so Jax assumes. Who knows what elves like? He twangs the bowstring again, just for punctuation, though that's probably not going to win him any points with Kate at present moment.

"They've got pointy ears. Don't know about the frolicking. It's not like we got much of a woodland glade for them to do it in though."