The man brushes his hair out of his face as he pulls the lance out of the zombies skull, wiping the blood off of it. Not concerned that the people he just saved are now pointing a weapon directly at him. This isn't the first time nor will it be the last time he's been in this situation. He makes sure that the area is safe and he drops his weapon, kicks it towards the ladies, putting his hands in the air, and beams them a smile. It's difficult to see at night, but he knows he's smiling, he's doing his best to hold back a chuckle.

"I figured you two had it under control, but I couldn't let these take a bite out of you two, after your attempts of escaping." He says kindheartedly

Marcus tells the other to fall back, as the weapons are now being pointed at them. All they wanted to do was to make sure they didn't get attacked by Zed, which the other man seemed to prevented. Regardless, Marcus drops his pick and flashes his lights in signs that he means peace, as he slowly raises his hands up. Not moving from his bike.