Kinner's head snaps up as he relaxes near the security desk. He knows at least one of the Spider-Men, the one he helped when the kid was injured. At least he guessed the Spider-Men are kids, or at the most in their late teens. This is dangerous weather, and needless to say it's not safe to be outdoors in conditions like these. There's concern in Kinner's voice as he steps forward to offer his services to the search party. They're all familiar faces so far. Horvath. Steve. Matt.

"You're gonna need somebody who has experience in conditions like these," says the cook. He's brusque, moving on to business. Lives are in danger, there's no time to stand around and talk. "You all know me. Count me in - I'd hate it if something happened to those kids."