[ Bakugou's fiery reaction gets a chuckle out of Elan. He supposes he hasn't shown himself yet. Outside of the cockpit he's not so different from the refugees, with limited strength and means to help. Never did he think he would be grateful for Pharact's power or feel anything but resentment towards it. It's difficult to reconcile, but now's not the time to get tied up about it. He calls out to the refugees, adding helpfully(?) ]

Listen to the spiky head! He might have a scary face, but he means well.

[ No sooner are the words out of his mouth does he strategically take off to the side opposite the tilt. Elan leans the metal slab against the building, holding it in place so it won't slip so long as they're not stampeding it. ]

All set! Please form lines, stay away from the edges, and no pushing!