"Woah, woah, woah! Easy there, just... just put down the gun." he pleaded with his arms in the air, his voice practically a whisper. He would have stood back if not for fact he was already on the edge of the roof. "Just take it easy. I'm not here to hurt you, I didn't even know you were here." slowly, he lowered his hands "In case you haven't noticed, it's pitch black out there and we're in a walker-infested city. Now, I know you're probably not the trusting type, but please, just let me stay here for the night and I'll leave first light. I promise." he smiled, hoping this would let the woman know he was friendly. He wasn't exactly fond of the idea of sharing a living place with others himself, considering the last time he was in this situation he woke up with a psychotic killer hanging over his head, but he was less fond of spending the night looking for shelter in vain, only to end up dead, or worse. "Look, if it makes it any better, I can give you a little food if that's what it takes, I haven't got much but here." he said as he slowly reached for his bag, clearly showing the woman that he wasn't reaching for a weapon. "I hope you're a fan of sweetcorn." he smirked.