Tidus barks out a laugh, half-breathy by their continual movement. "I wish! We can evac out, and that's it. Complain to the train!"

And he starts to say more, but there's a piece of wall that decides it wants to be a piece of flying debris right under him, causing him to stumble onto his knees. Which hurts, but he grits through the pain, gets up without even acknowledging it as he continues with a short-lived limp.

"I'll see who I can get!" Through his own purple-strap SCA, bringing up his wrist to tap through the names of the finally available comms function. "If my friend left someone at the park, we'll be able to track 'em!"

Hopefully. 'Tracking' doesn't account for roads that may not exist between them and the park.