Getting there felt like she was slow, but thankfully she had enough experience with life or death situations that she got there and didn't keel over from being out of breath. She was trying to comfort a woman who had a pretty bad head cut when she heard -- Spider-Man? She blinked, but that was the only hesitation because something felt weirdly familiar.

She hurried over to the bus and it took several big pulls to get the door open. There were a lot of young, scared kids inside and the bus driver was in a daze. "Come on, hurry." She helped some of the kids off, but there were definitely some kids who were too scared to move, not that Liz blamed them. Hanging off the side of a bridge was terrifying to an adult. She was able to coax a few more kids out, but there were four stragglers and the bus driver who apparently had something wrong with his seatbelt.

She glanced over to Spider-Man. "One sec." Somehow she trusted him, and not just because he was Spider-Man. It was a very strange feeling, but she didn't have time to dwell. Liz disappeared into the bus.