Even though Damian wanted to tune the other teen out, it wasn't wise given their present circumstances. It was no less distracting, however. He'd managed to find three of the workers and was crouched down, checking their vitals.
One man had an obvious concussion; he was moaning softly and his eyes weren't tracking properly. Another was unconscious with burns and bruises littering his skin. The last... seemed to have borne the brunt of the explosion. There was nothing to be done there.
"Get back here," Damian yelled out. There was no way he could carry both of the survivors out alone.