[i]It doesn't seem hostile...[/i] The man took on a much friendlier tone as he opened his mouth to speak to the child-like figure. "Ah, is that for me? My thanks. Have you seen a boy around here? Skin like mine, dark brown hair and eyes?" The very least he could attempt was get some information out of the child. In response to her bizarre offering he opened his hand as if to show that he would accept her gift. He admired the girl's craftsmanship - he had never seen Old-Earth such as hers, not to mention a moving one as well. He never let his guard down though. His left hand was still poised over his pistol - he reprimands himself silently, scolding himself for such precaution over a supposedly harmless being. If she did turn hostile... Well, he could afford some wounds to justify what little humanity he had left. His left hand left its combat position as his posture loosened, as if to signify a comfortability with the smaller figure.