[Saul cries out in surprise and fear as Lalo yanks him close. He swallows, breathing heavily, that noticeable shake back in his hands as he feels the gun placed against his head and hears the click as Lalo cocks it. It hardly matters that this isn't the first time that he's had a gun pointed at him, just like it hardly matters that they don't stay dead here. The last thing he wants is to have his head blown open right in front of Kim.

That's the only positive of this: it's not Kim with the gun to her head. And maybe, if it came to it, he can at least find a way to get her out of here. That's the only real thought left in his mind, besides panicking.]

H-hey! Why don't we... why don't we all calm down, huh?

[He doesn't dare try moving from his current spot, too afraid of what might happen if he even tried it.]

Let's just have a nice chat. Or--or I can take you on that ship tour, huh?