Red Agent wasn't sure what to do when George went into some sort of shut off mode.  The remaining cops surrounded both of them, no doubt terrified by seeing their companions die.  "What mission is he talking about?" she murmured and took a step forward to George.  If he was asleep, she couldn't help him and the cops would definitely try and take him away.  She didn't want that to end up in a fight, but she wasn't sure if she could take him away on her own.  Red Agent looked at the bus.  It was demolished, the firefighters' job of cutting it open seemed useless.  

The woman looked at George again and walked up to the sergeant, "Look, he's a time travelor and meant no harm.  I'm not sure if he knew where his ship would land.  He needed to destroy the ship to prevent altering time and your officers shot.  They were caught in an implosion not meant to hurt them.  That's all I know," she summed up, "Make your decision, I'll do my best to help here."  Without waiting for a response, Red Agent went to the firefighters and easily pried open the door.  There was almost no point in this as the bus was flatter than a pancake.