Once he rolled the runner off him he heard a woman's voice. He sword gone looking to her he saw her holding his short sword. Shifting to the sitting position, seeing the clip for his pistol out of his reach. He knew his luck would run out sooner or later. Shifting the bag off of his shoulders, "just to show you I won't hurt you since I saved you from being killed in the first place. Plus I was talking to myself I knew I wasn't alone, but I was talking to myself." 

He set the bag on the ground kicking it away from him as he got to his feet his hands up. "See no harm done now put the short sword down." He kept the calm tone even though he was being threatened. Looking over his shoulder to make sure the front door was blocked off he didn't need anything more coming his way he had enough as it is. 

Letting out a breath, he didn't know this woman or what the hell was going on. He just had saved her for her to threaten him he seriously needed to stop playing the hero it only got him in more trouble. Why the hell did he even save her in the first place? That was the first question to himself though he didn't have an answer for it in the first place.