"Don't have anything that could be used to fix a truck," Gareth called down. "How long you been on your own?" If this guy had been by himself for a while it presented a few options. 

Number one he could be smart and a survivor. Useful on a bat shit crazy endeavor such as the one they were contemplating. Would also be good to have someone else who could take over driving, or watch at night when they needed to sleep.

Number two, he's a murderous fuckwad that would as soon kill them in their sleep as he would help protect Felicity. Might he even sell her out to the first person they cane across that he could make some kind of profit off of? 

He leaned over further, turning so he could poke his head out the window and look down at the man, just one floor below their window.