"That's a lotta syllables. What d'you want me to call you?" Sawyer asks, giving the kid's hand a skeptical raise of his brow before accepting and offering him a firm, steady handshake. Doesn't really mean that he trusts the kid any better than he did a minute ago, but if there's something about a handshake that the kid feels comforted by, then why not?

"And I know how to use a gun," he adds, rolling his eyes with a sigh between his teeth. "But if I don't get my practice in, then my aim gets worse. If you aren't gonna use a gun, then what are you going to use?"

He looks the kid over. The blond hair and blue eyes throws him a little, but other than that, kid looks pretty Asian.

"Kung fu?"