[Rumlow had learned the skill over time, and while he knew he should hang the deer between the trees to bleed it, he decided not to. He could work like this.]

Are you hiding, sulking, or just enjoy nature that much?

[He personally couldn't give up running water. It was just something that he had grown used to and while he could go without for a time, it didn't mean that he liked it at all. He might even bitch and complain about it.]

I'm doing it to myself. Force of habit. Easier not to give a shit for anyone when they don't for you.