Jon breathed a sigh of relief as another man showed up- he was happy that someone seemed to know what was going on, and watched him as he looked for something to cut the seatbelt with. His own leg burnt in pain, but he ignored it, this girl was worse off than him, and he could wait. He watched the man come over and begin cutting though the seatbelt.

"I'm Jon." He said quietly, beginning to feel a bit unsure of himself. He was trying to keep himself composed, but the situation was beginning to get to him. He couldn't tell if Mike was actually as calm as he seemed, but he decided that it was best just to go with it. He nodded at Mike, and got ready to carry the girl out.