"I'll try not to pull my gun on him," Carla Jean says wryly, just barely managing to bite back a laugh. It has to be a good sign, she thinks, that she can joke about what just happened, however obliquely, and how insane it made her feel for months on end. Back on the island, before actually facing Chigurh, she's not sure any warning would actually have kept her from being startled. Now, she'll just have to keep that in mind. That, or make a point of scaring the shit out of him in turn. Having a weapon could be helpful. "So who's this guy? I need to hear more about him than that."