Now that he's got his legs out of the way, he can't help but think about how many people could have been killed if he hadn't stayed put. He's not done yet, though, because he still has to deal with the cement and iron, and his fingernails are still magical. Oh, and the tree has just been blown down, and it's probably going to cause another big crash. He says he doesn't want to get infected, but then he realizes that the fire truck driver's hand is still injured, and he needs to get back to the fire station. He promises to keep her company, and then he leaves.