"Woah hey-" Wiccan flew forwards, hands raising in a non threatening gesture, "We're helping. Young Avengers, hi. He's not a monster or an alien," he added, pointing to Hulkling, "Are your slide things working, or should we start flying people out, Miss?" he asked, hoping the stewardess would could down and not chuck the extinguisher at his head or something.
A moment latter and the slides were being unfurled, and after some convincing Wiccan was allowed onto the plane to tend to anyone too injured to make it down the plastic ramp.