[Roy bristles slightly. Of course he'd use his gun for protection! What, did this guy think he'd go shooting like a madman or something?]

Whoever brought us here can't be safe, so you bet your ass I'm savin' a bullet for 'em.

[He looks down at the offered hand a moment, seeming to consider his next move, before offering his own. He's pulling away as soon as one shake is accomplished, though! Probably for the best, as Roy's hands were all grimy and decorated in cuts. Oops!]

Roy.