"Mm." For the moment, there's just the noise of affirmation. The experience of superheroing tells him that there's got to be some miraculous solution to this whole problem, not that the solutions have ever come easy in the moment. And then there's the thought... Who has that solution, and where is he best suited?

Evacuations, yes. This, he would stick to. He couldn't do enough damage at once to be of much use, and the teleportation, limited as it was, was more suited to the job of quick getaways.

Which sort of reminds him... "Are you sure you should be so near to all of this, Ms. Ritchi?"