That sounds right. A real hero should help people for the good of it. [none of this gritty reboot stuff for Victor, he liked the cheesy and wholesome hero stories the most. He looks up from his device to see a sizable chunk of wooden debri had fallen askew beside the building. The long wooden plank was perched at an angle, one end in the sand and one end leaning on the building. Rather precariously on an angle, a gust of wind could probably knock it over and cause a racket if they didn't set it down flat on the ground.]

We should move this someplace safer, I think. [he has no clue how heavy it is, but if it was light enough for the two of them to move, it must not be very secure]