Ignoring the threat, Mark took another step forward. "Ive got food, I just need a ride." He took a further step forward before stopping. "I dont want any trouble." He gripped his shotgun. "And you sure as hell aint getting my gun." He sighed. "Just calm down, I have food... you can have some... here." He threw the backpack down and fetched out a few cans, showing them to the group. "Like i said, i dont want any trouble. I just need a little help." He took a step back. "...or is human nature a thing of the past now...?" He frowned, before making eye contact with the man who had threatened him. "Considering you JUST told me to lower my voice, shouting and cussing is a little hypocritical dont ya think? hell... youre making more noise than a baby boy..." He sighed. "I'll ask again... are you guys friendly, or do i need to pack my shit up and keep walking?"