[Penric isn't, though he's sure he's going to regret whatever he does beyond 'get out'. But he is exactly the sort of person who runs towards a disaster.]
[Pen, remember, I can't do anything! Des was clearly not happy about this decision, but she wouldn't try to stop him unless he was actually reckless.]
Hang on! I'll see what I can do.
[A tall blond man, looking a decade younger than his actual late-30s age is struggling throguh the debris towards John.]
Did you hit your head? Back all right?
[He would need to be evacuated anyway, but Pen was at least going to try to avoid further injury and he was working with normal human senses, which meant asking questions. He's already assessing if he has the leverage to pry the seats apart; he's in decent shape, but a scholar, not a soldier.]
Train Crash
[Pen, remember, I can't do anything! Des was clearly not happy about this decision, but she wouldn't try to stop him unless he was actually reckless.]
Hang on! I'll see what I can do.
[A tall blond man, looking a decade younger than his actual late-30s age is struggling throguh the debris towards John.]
Did you hit your head? Back all right?
[He would need to be evacuated anyway, but Pen was at least going to try to avoid further injury and he was working with normal human senses, which meant asking questions. He's already assessing if he has the leverage to pry the seats apart; he's in decent shape, but a scholar, not a soldier.]