Oh, good, he stopped. She ran to cover the rest of the distance before he changed his mind. By the time she got there she was a little breathless from fighting the wind and sand, but that didn't stop her from immediately launching into questions.

"Thank you. Are you from around here? Cause I would just love to know where we are and what the hell is going on that I wind up dragged to a dump like this just becau-ooooohhh!" That was definitely a gun, and Sawyer had seen enough props to tell this was not one and that it was, in fact, very real. She stepped back, glancing from his face to the rifle and back. She couldn't help thinking how it would be just her luck that the only person in miles could potentially want to kill her. Great.

She recomposed herself quickly, trying to sound as non-chalant as possible.
"Aaaannyway, if you have it in your heart to help a lady out, I would be very grateful."