Hearing the voice of The Raven, Marcus turned his head to look at Ravenia. He smiled at the woman and nodded to both her and himself. "I've been busy." Was all that he said, in a voice that was just a little quieter than the one that she had used to talk to him. His night not only consisted watching the gate, but also thinking about what to work on next. As he watched the rising sun, he heard his name being called from the person that he last spoke to. He was unsure why people were out in the red waste, but he said nothing as he nodded to his leader. He made a mental note to start working on defense mechanisms for outside the walls, specifically for problems like this. Crowd control and redirection. Of course, it would be difficult to lead a hoard of the dead away from a large food source, but that meant that he needed to start working on it as soon as possible. 

"I'll put the gate on lock down. If you'll excuse me." He told his leader as he used the same line that he used to scale up the wall. He didn't want to disrespect her by leaving without a word, so even if his words were few, he hoped that they were enough to excuse him. He used the same grappling line that he used to scale up the wall to scale down it, and in little time he reached the ground. He had to get to the gate to put it on lock down. While he did originally plan to upgrade the wall so that his simple shack turned into a control center, he didn't want to risk having someone open up the gates and allow the dead or any unwanted company into Paradise. His metal control was a perfect way to lock up the gate, and that also meant that he was the only one who could open it. The downside to that was if he were to get injured, or hurt in some way that kept him from the gate, he wouldn't be able to open it for people who needed to get in.

He stood in front of the gate and took a calm stance, holding his arms out in front of him. Before he could bend the metal to his will, he had to establish a connection with it beforehand. Because he had done this more than once with this particular set of metals, he already had a strong connection to it. It took him much less time to connect to the metals than it did when he first assumed the position of gate keeper, only taking about a few seconds now. With fluid motions of his arms, the metals moved around all around the gate and it was securely locked down. With a soft and barely audible sigh, he smiled to himself and scaled back up the wall.