Lane lifting his hands actually did placate him, if only because that meant they were up and empty. More instinct than knowledge, that, but it was still there. "Good guess. Want to tell me how you made it?" And yeah, disoriented, confused and pissed off was about it.
With Lane in the doorway trapped was on the list, too. Brant took a step straight back into the room to give them both a little more room. Well, mostly him, but it worked both ways.