Honestly, Marcos wouldn't have blamed him if he'd decided to keep running even after he shared his hastily chosen escape route. But not long down the alley he hears him call, and he's grateful as he ducks into an unfamiliar building before anyone catches up with them.

Once he's inside he barely gives the room a glance before he turns to watch the man empty a jar around the door. He opens his mouth to say something about it, but then he asks for help bracing something against it, so instead he flashes a quick grin and moves to find something that he can lift. It'd be handy if he could weld the door shut, but he spots a short bookshelf that might have to do.

He could probably push it there himself, but in the interest of time, he gestures for help to maneuver it against the door. They weren't right behind him, but with the way they were acting, they'll probably be looking. — In retrospect, Marcos might regret revealing his powers to so many in the village at once, but at least nobody got killed. Considering how destructive his powers can be, flashing light like that is usually his best option.

"You do this often?" He nods to the mess he made by the door, because he can't let that tactic go without comment. The way it worked out, it really seems like they'd planned all this ahead of time.