"Thanks man for having my back. Appreciate it." Marshall said when Luke caught up to him. You're a good man Luke, and a good friend. What do you think of all this leadership talk?" Marshall asked, looking at Luke. "Hell. Let's just get to the gas station. Almost there." Marshall stated, on the way. "I mean, I've called a few of the shots so far but I wouldn't exactly say I was leading the group. Not officially - just doing what has to be done, y'know? I have just done what I had too. Surely anyone else would've done the same."
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Marshall had siphoned almost half the cars. With about four left, he looks round at Luke. "Makin' good progress, just a few more." He stated to Luke, informing him. "We'll head back soon. But what I'll do is keep this jerry can filled to the top for the other car. Gonna make sure this pickup has enough gas. Thing is, most of these cars are on very low fuel and some have none." He says, turning round to siphon more. Marshall looked around, and saw a silhouette in the distance. Assuming it was a Walker, he'd let it get closer to them before he killed it. With the speed Walkers go at, that'd be at least four minutes before it reached them. 

Almost seconds after, he heard a yell. Instinctively, he reached for his holster - pulling out his Smith & Wesson out and aiming it in the direction the shout came from - he then understood the Walker was actually a person - a guy. You lads friendly? He heard. "Depends!" Marshall shouted back. "Depends on who wants to be friends!" He shouted. The man got closer - only around a few feet away now. "I'll say this the easy way. If you pull out one of your weapons on us? No. We're not friendly. If you don't and you're not an ass hole, yeah. We're friendly." He stated. 

Marshall looked at the man, assessed him. He looked rough with the blood stains - similar to that of the blood stains on Marshall's face. "If you're friendly, I'd tell you we've got a group - must be around 10 of us. Don't know the number off the top of my head." Marshall said. He didn't seem like the man was going to attack us - so Marshall didn't mind telling him of the group. "But we're not taking in dead-weight. If you are beneficial to us - if you can pull your own weight? If you're useful to us? We'll have you with us. If that's what you're after." He stated - but didn't take his Revolver down, it was still aimed at the man for security measures.