"There's a [i]lot[/i] to think about.  If you're in a gang, the last thing I want is a bunch more of you chasing after me.  And even if you're not, how would it look if I murdered some kid on my first day out here?  It would mean I'm no better than you people," He pointed out, leaning forward, "And I'm certainly better than you...  Don't worry, this just means I'm not killing [i]right now.[/i]  Piss me off too much more and I'll make sure nobody hears your pathetic screams," The man spat, not trusting her enough yet to stand or let her go.

Wait...  Eli furrowed his brow, she didn't have a group?  "If you're not in one, then again, why would you go around attacking people?  That's just stupid," he said, finally rising and pulling his weight off of her, keeping his own drill-tail ready.  She may have been altered by her time here, but the girl was still young, she could change.  She might not be able to de-mutate so easily, but that didn't mean she couldn't use her ability to stop help stop the Users who criminalized them all in the first place.

"Get up and either leave or hang around - but it's inadvisable to try a third attack, at least for your sake," he explained dismissively, taking a few steps away from her without turning around, his muscles tense and his eyes not leaving her for a moment before he stepped out of the container and into the ruined city.  He wanted to get a bearing on his surroundings, but he couldn't very well do that when a girl full of bloodlust was right there in front of him.  However, Elijah was able to spare a quick glance around to see if anybody else was on the offensive and called to the other container.  "Hey, you in there?!"  He asked, several feet to the side of the entrance, his gaze shifting back to the driller girl warily.  He just wanted to get the hell out of this place...