Wiccan veered to get out of the way as the plane swung, looking back to find the cause of this and swearing loudly, briefly forgetting to fly, and falling a few feet before catching himself.
"Teddy!" he admonished, "What the hell! Are you trying to get yourself killed?? Are you okay??" he demanded, heart beating about a mile a minute. He could have been gone, just like that.
He flew at him from underneath, slipping a shielding bubble around him to protect him from the engine and offering a hand. "Don't do that to me," he mumbled, "Come on, it's headed the right way, we just gotta slow it down a bit and make sure it doensn't hit the ground before it gets to Cass."