[She tosses a grin over her shoulder at the woman.] The roof, of course. ['Of course' as though it should be absolutely obvious, when it has no reason to be.
She peers back outside, looking up. The emergency exit stairwell doesn't go all the way up, but there's enough metal bits and pieces of wall jutting out that with a few leaps here and there, it's easy to scale. Could do it when she was seven.] If you're following, it's a little rickity. [And with that she slips out like a wisp of smoke, making the quick climb up the remaining stairs and with the ease of someone that's been scaling rooftops since she was a child, she's up.
She does wonder if the woman will--and can--follow. If she doesn't, Jinx will poke her head over the side of the roof and shout 'come on it's not hard' to her.]
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She peers back outside, looking up. The emergency exit stairwell doesn't go all the way up, but there's enough metal bits and pieces of wall jutting out that with a few leaps here and there, it's easy to scale. Could do it when she was seven.] If you're following, it's a little rickity. [And with that she slips out like a wisp of smoke, making the quick climb up the remaining stairs and with the ease of someone that's been scaling rooftops since she was a child, she's up.
She does wonder if the woman will--and can--follow. If she doesn't, Jinx will poke her head over the side of the roof and shout 'come on it's not hard' to her.]