Eli removed a rag from the toolbox, using it to wipe away the grease that had accumulated on his hands from working onto the bike. He looked over at the fence and the pileup of zombies Noah had come to warn him about. Even from the distance he was at he can make out the undead trying to crawl over each other and putting pressure against the fence. Noah was right to bring the situation to his attention, they would be in a real bad way if the dead manage to get over the fence or even worse take it down. "I'll get a team to take care of it. Thanks Noah."