Palmer doesn't have weapons with him aside from a small pistol - he would really rather not fight, but he's not naive about the dangers in this environment. The stories of things in the snow have reached his ears. He tags along with Furiosa, who he knows is a leader where she's from. Palmer's a follower by nature.

"A ship, huh? I'm guessin' you mean a spaceship?" Palmer whistles. "It'll be somethin' to see, I think. I'm guessing that whoever the pilot is crashed it." The last time Palmer saw a crashed spaceship, the pilot was not particularly friendly.

He's cautious, but he's sure the people driving this ship weren't Things.

"A rescue mission, huh? Hope they don't mind us using their ship for parts." He's only partly joking. "Howdy, Harley. Guess the yo-yos I fixed up for you are comin' in useful after all. I brought a gun. It's not much, but it's protection."