"It's hard for me to take your word for it, I don't know you. If you're here to rob me, I dropped the credits on your side of the wall. Take them and leave me alone." He told the woman as she started talking to him. Whatever she said, it could be a trap just so he didn't shoot her and she gets the upper hand. However right now his stitched wound was open and seeping, and with the blood he'd lost earlier, he was starting to get weak. His dislocated arm and painful leg were putting him at a disadvantage. He didn't like feeling weak and helpless, so he tried his best to control this situation. However he was certain of one thing, he needed help.<br/><br/>"I won't shoot you if you climb the wall, but that doesn't mean I trust you," he told her. "I'll hold onto your gun while you help me, just for a bit of insurance, but first you need to answer me one question." He waited for her to jump over the wall. He stared at the woman, and despite the ragged clothes and disheveled hair (something common amongst the citizens), she was actually quite beautiful. Maybe not as beautiful as Meena, but different. Stunning in her own way. He wasn't sure why he was thinking of Meena, as she was moments ago trying to get him killed. He did always like his women rough around the edges, though.<br/><br/>He stared at the woman with short black hair before him. "Just answer me this, why are you helping me? What's in it for you? Don't you want to keep from getting involved in my problems? From my experience that's the mentality of most people on this moon." He was breathing hard now, trying to avoid the pain in his body. He tried to keep his head up to be able to see the woman, and to watch if she was doing anything suspicious. He kept the blaster trained on her, but his body was starting to get weak.