[ To Hux, too distracted by the slippery footing to elaborate, he sends as steady a response as he can muster: ]
(Understood.)
[ Loose rocks fly past his head and one hand slips for a split second, forcing him to throw his weight forward and hold there while his heart hammers in his chest. He spares a quick glance at the descending Bari. Having claws probably helps, but he's otherwise undeterred by the threat of falling down the side of the cliff. Other priorities. ]
Grab my leg! [ Shouting down at Karlon once he's close enough. His boots dig into holds on the rockface as best he can near the merchant's arm, fingers doing the same. He's not so sure he can support the weight of both of them for very long should he have to, but the guards aren't too far off. ]
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( Understood. )
[ Loose rocks fly past his head and one hand slips for a split second, forcing him to throw his weight forward and hold there while his heart hammers in his chest. He spares a quick glance at the descending Bari. Having claws probably helps, but he's otherwise undeterred by the threat of falling down the side of the cliff. Other priorities. ]
Grab my leg! [ Shouting down at Karlon once he's close enough. His boots dig into holds on the rockface as best he can near the merchant's arm, fingers doing the same. He's not so sure he can support the weight of both of them for very long should he have to, but the guards aren't too far off. ]