"Yeah, I think that'll work best," she says, looking up at the rock, using her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. "If that's the safest way to go about it. I'll trust you when it comes to all this stuff."

And she thinks it makes sense, that way she'll be able to see the path he takes, too, and follow him up. He'd told her not to call him the boss, but he is. Right here, looking up at the rock face, there's no question of it in her mind. She trusts him to do this properly because he has the knowledge for it.

"I'm ready," she tells him, clapping her hands together lightly, then stretching her fingers. "If you are."