"Yeah, yeah," Alastair nodded enthusiastically. "I was trying to get this guy to take me somewhere safe, he'll feel better with two of us I think. Especially since I'm bluffing and I don't have any powers that can help." His lips twisted wryly. "Unless you want me to blow the place up around us. I'm sure that'd stop the attack."

He turned to the Tirisean and gestured for him to continue leading, as he had been. It was going to give him a headache, listening to first one and then the other and switching back and forth between languages, but he much preferred it to being killed in another world where there was no Porter to resurrect him. "Thanks," he added under his breath to Spider-man.