[i]"Well, good to see another face onboard, and hopefully one that wishes not to skin me alive." The Cowboy thought to himself. He hovered his left hand over Grimace for a brief moment as he watched the taller man approach, as a look of curiosity was cast upon his face. [/i]"Hold there." [i]He commanded of the slowly approaching stranger. The words of the Cowboy were spoken with a thick accent of Texan descent, though he wasn't actually from Texas, rather his homes version of it. [/i]