Ryan moved as silently as he could towards the wreckage, He could no longer see the forms of the two, they had disappeared behind some of the wreckage, but he was sure they were still there. He patted himself down a little to search for his knife. He found where it was, and nodded, he wanted to be sure he had a back-up plan in case his crowbar was taken from him or something of that sort. He nodded, then glanced from behind the wreckage, seeing only one of the forms, it didn't seem hostile, but he couldn't be sure. He shrugged, figuring he was close enough that the crowbar would be as effective as a gun would, plus he had his knife in case the other one showed back up. 

Ryan stood up, moving out from behind the car. "Friendly... What about you... friendly?" He still had his crowbar in his hand, showing as obviously as he could get it so that the man would know he wasn't trying to hide the weapon. [i]He doesn't look like he's about to try to kill me...[/i] He tightened the grip on his crowbar slightly, knowing the next couple seconds would be tense, most people weren't willing to believe others the first time they say they're friendly, so this guy would likely be ready to fight at a single sign of aggression. [i]I wonder what's going through his mind... Did they plan this all out already? Did they see me, and the other one move off the road with a gun to kill me while I'm distracted? Guess if they did, then I'll be dead soon enough... can't really regret the decision after that.[/i]