The Vagabond chuckled, then gave a soft laugh.
"Do you really think we're your enemy? Why would i show you my powers and bring you on a cramped boat if i wanted you to die?" He sat up, stretching his back a bit. 
 [i]Or do you two perhaps work together[/i] The vagabond couldn't help but laugh at [i]that[/i]. "Oh, boy." He said, rolling his eyes at Marcus' aggression. "Let me tell you. We have only met today, and only an hour or so before the invasion started. We are not going to kill you. We have our own goals, our own journey. We were being gracious when we let you on this boat, and if you really wish to die, we can throw you back into the city." He said, getting more annoyed with this boy. "I am not your enemy right now." He pointed back towards the city. "There is your enemy." He brought his hand back to point down at the boat. "Here is safety."