Annoyance seared through her, quite disliking the fact that her methods weren't working on him. Whatever. "Nice name." She said, a hint of anger lingering in her voice. "So what was the point in helping me if you're just going to point a gun at me and get all angry?" Roxy's voice was filled with irritation but she couldn't stop herself from giggling a bit at the situation.<br/>"You could have just left me out there to die, obviously you're not as mean as you're trying to seem." The tan girl pushed her anger aside and smiled again, a last attempt at recovering her pseudo-flirtatious demeanor. "We're in this together now. Unless you kill me, that is, then you're in this alone." Why wouldn't she just shut up? This man had a gun on her but she was hell-bent on running her mouth. Idiot. Though she was beginning to suspect the gun was just for show, that he would have killed her by now if he had wanted to.<br/>Gracefully, she took a step away from the gun and around him, peeking out the window to see if anyone was left out there. Not a soul. "You probably won't want to stay here anymore, sorry about that." A trace of guilt could be heard in her voice and seen in her face but it was gone as soon as it came, one second it was there and the next it was not.<br/>"Why are you out here alone?" She queried, not sure why someone would locate themselves so closely to a bandit camp unless they were working together, but that didn't seem to be the case as Lucas had just killed one of them and had tried to kill more.