".. Hey, what's someone like you doing out here in the open? Don't you know how dangerous it is out in these parts?" In one hand, OneShot Wren twirls his revolver with his finger. "You just never expect when an enemy might try to target ya, y'know?" He points his revolver right towards you, shooting a bullet that goes right past you. ".. Just be lucky that I don't make you fall dead right now, kid. What's brought you over to me?"