"You're on a ship, but I didn't bring you here" he replied simply. "No one came here willingly" he added. "What is your name?" he asked, standing firm. He would show no weakness. Not to anyone. Such was his nature. But it was also in his nature to help people. And that is exactly what he was going to do if he could.
Gabriel moved towards him, his palms showing to prove he had no ill intent. The cigarette still held between his lips, he watched the stranger behind his thick rimmed glasses, and waited to see what he would do. He had quite the reaction time when it came to danger. He had a sense for it.