I know, I'm an old man shaking his fist at clouds.
But I remember the days before decompression.
Take, for example, Avengers #95 (1972).
It starts thusly...
Four pages or more would be dedicated to Triton escaping the dock workers. Hell, probably the entire issue, given the pace of recent books (6 issues spent on one long, boring fight with Doomsday, Action Comics? Really?)
I'm just saying, pick up the pace, modern comics.
[SPOILER ALERT--Triton can't make it to the Fantastic Four, so he goes to the Avengers for help instead. Because in those days, that's all the Inhumans ever did--go to other people for help resolving their own squabbles...]