[ Search and rescue is pretty much what Sam does - or did - and the moment they'd all gotten the wake up call, he'd geared up without a second thought. He's been flying more than he's been walking, as he searches, until he feels the waves of panic coming from a buried pod.
He lands, tucking his wings away as he starts digging, and doing his best not to react to the panic. Sam'd learned his lesson more than once about instinctively shoving soothing feelings at anyone panicking at him, and instead he keeps his shields up and just tries to be as calm of a presence as possible.
And he keeps it up when he yanks open the door and a man who's clearly seen better days falls out. Honestly, Sam's seen worse from back in his pararescue days - of course, that isn't exactly encouraging, considering what the soldiers he picked up had usually gone through. ]
You're okay, man, you're okay. I'm Sam Wilson, what's your name?
search and rescue
He lands, tucking his wings away as he starts digging, and doing his best not to react to the panic. Sam'd learned his lesson more than once about instinctively shoving soothing feelings at anyone panicking at him, and instead he keeps his shields up and just tries to be as calm of a presence as possible.
And he keeps it up when he yanks open the door and a man who's clearly seen better days falls out. Honestly, Sam's seen worse from back in his pararescue days - of course, that isn't exactly encouraging, considering what the soldiers he picked up had usually gone through. ]
You're okay, man, you're okay. I'm Sam Wilson, what's your name?