Seeing her fully drop her machete and pocket her pistol hand offered him a sense of ease which gave him enough reason to mimic her example and drop his muzzle fully, now holding his shotgun across his body. He noticed her reaction to the mention of a group, resonating with her sadness. "Sorry to hear that, I lost my group a while back. Just got a bit hopeful." After a brief pause he spoke again. "Well, Megan, I have a proposal. It seems like neither of us can trust the other enough to let our guard down and we both need to look for things here, so, how about we leave our weapons in a designated area of the shop so we can look for our things without needing to keep one eye on the other? Its gonna suck if we take too long here and need to travel in the dark."<br/><br/>He was seriously hoping she would go through with this. Since neither of them have had a survival buddy in such a long time he was betting she would be itching at the chance as well. As a show of good faith he took the initiative before she got the chance to answer and reached for the top shelf on the unit next to him, placing his shotgun on it before drawing the knife he had on his belt and placing it next to his shotgun. He turned to face Megan with his hands open and spread apart to show her that he didn't have any other weapons and he really meant her no harm. "Alright, my weapons are out of my reach. Your turn now." Well lets just hope her actions thus far have lead to the right conclusion. This has got to be the highest risk, most intense trust exercise ever.