"I don't know. We'll find him," Tania had absently answered her younger cousin upon pulling her toward the exit.
Even as people crossed in front of them and jostled the young woman in her effort to reunite with her group, she could still track Puck's movements. She could see him, even if he couldn't see her just yet. "Puck!" she tried screaming again, louder this time, desperate for him to hear her. He seemed to be going the wrong way, headed for the plane itself, but she had already made her way to the exterior; only the crowd was moving her further away from him, as if she were caught in a riptide. Somewhere in that chaos, she lost her physical connection to her cousin.
It would only be a matter of time before they could calmly reunite, and if she had been in a more rational frame of mind, that's what Titania would have reminded herself. This panic wouldn't last. But instead, the mood caught her up in its wake, and she started to become more and more frantic until, finally, she dove between people toward Puck. "I'm right here!" she cried, her voice shaking as her hands reached for him. "I'm here, but the others...I lost them..."
***
Emmett had left the plane already, in the process of aiding passengers off of it. He had returned and was pacing down the aisle, as much as the frenzy of people trying to exit would allow, in search of anyone else who needed his help. Being a tall man, he was easily noticeable, and his uniform let most people know who he was and why he was there. Though he was thoroughly rattled, Emmett put his professional duties first--but only, of course, because he had seen that his girlfriend, Caitlyn, the co-pilot, was safe.
He heard the cries for help because he was listening for them, and Emmett pushed his way past the passengers to get there. The two he found practically looked like babies to him, they were so young. He remained calm for their benefit, and did his best to project that influence. "First thing I need you two to do is try to relax. This'll be a lot easier if you do," he instructed them. "My name's Emmett, I'm a flight attendant, and I'm here to help. Excuse me, miss," he directed at Eden, already reaching for the seat to push it off of Jensen. He made it look easy, but then, he was a big man.
"Now, don't worry about that water. We landed in a creek, and that's the highest it'll go. Nobody's gonna drown. Now, can both of you stand all right? Walk? If not, I'll carry you."