She's bold. Most people are not that confident at approaching a clearly startled guy who's just drawn a gun and is pointing it in their general direction. Not the case with this woman, who coolly wanders over and sticks out her hand, like the gun is of no concern to her whatsoever.
Most people have more self-preservation than that.
"Welcome to the Enterprise?" he asks, pulling a face that creases his forehead and wrinkles his nose. But he lowers the gun, because that helps when shaking hands.
(Okay. It's possible this could be some sort of trick or trap, but ... well, it's not like she could kill him.)
"What, are you the welcoming committee?" he asks, as he takes her hand. "Captain Jack Harkness." He even smiles as he shakes, but that's mostly because she's kind of cute. "So what the hell am I doing here?"
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She's bold. Most people are not that confident at approaching a clearly startled guy who's just drawn a gun and is pointing it in their general direction. Not the case with this woman, who coolly wanders over and sticks out her hand, like the gun is of no concern to her whatsoever.
Most people have more self-preservation than that.
"Welcome to the Enterprise?" he asks, pulling a face that creases his forehead and wrinkles his nose. But he lowers the gun, because that helps when shaking hands.
(Okay. It's possible this could be some sort of trick or trap, but ... well, it's not like she could kill him.)
"What, are you the welcoming committee?" he asks, as he takes her hand. "Captain Jack Harkness." He even smiles as he shakes, but that's mostly because she's kind of cute. "So what the hell am I doing here?"