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"Trust me, guy, guns tend to only escalate things. You're lucky I'm such an upstanding citizen and my friends weren't watchin' otherwise we both mighta' walked away from here shot. And we ain't no psychopaths, just doing a little grocery shopping." the man said, showing he had no bullets in his gun. That made Will feel a little guilty for being so suspicious, but at least it wasn't the alternative. "Then I'm sorry for the ambush. I saw your cut and got a little worried. The last time I met someone part of a gang like that, it didn't end well for anyone." Will said, motioning towards the man's jacket which marked him as a member of The Red Desert Devils. He couldn't help but think back to the last altercation

"Grant. And you?" Grant replied, after Will asked his name. "I'm Will. Now that the guns are down, it's nice to meet you." Will extended his hand in hope of a handshake to tide things over. He knew it wasn't much, but it was a start. "And while we're here, we might as well help each other out. I'll get your back while you look around? With the luck I've had today, I wouldn't be surprised if people just start dropping from the sky."