"My world is wasteland, ruled by the power of the V8." He made the symbol of the V8. "Some people have gangs and tribes and some wander it alone. Lone warriors loyal to no one but themselves. Survivors. They fight in road wars single-handed."

Now that the creature wasn't actively throwing things at him, he was moving closer to it, to get a better look.

"You look like one. Like you're fit to take on the world alone." He looked all geared up proper. He nodded towards the dragon. "Or mostly alone."

Since apparently he had a friend.