"I'm tougher than I look, don't you worry about that. I'm made of metal, and all." He smiles, knocking against a bare part of neck to produce a ting ting noise. At the next part, though, he raises an eyebrow- that isn't something familiar to him, but it must be for her, judging by the way she pauses after saying that name. Serenity?

"This is your home?" An odd one, for a gun. Maybe she was put in storage here...or this is what she had in whatever past life they were all remembering. The sudden scream makes him flinch, and he turns in the direction it came from, looking very uncertain.

"Are you sure you want to go off to check what it is? It could be a trap, for all you know. I mean, this is a dream." A pause. "If you're intent on chasing after your intruder, at least let me accompany you."