[There was a long, long pause before Peter finally responded. Now that he was standing, he could see the full extent of the wreckage, and that combined with Spine's somber tone (he caught that vocal slip, he'd known the 'bot too long not to pick up on something like that!) was making the awful reality of the situation sink in.]


... Well, crud. Sounds more like "on the deck of the Titanic, while the Hindenburg bursts into flames on the horizon."

No medical aid? How many people have been hurt? A plane this size dropping off the radar must've alerted somebody in air traffic control, maybe some of the radio equipment survived...

[Going straight into problem-solving mode gave Peter something to focus on other than sheer horror!]