[By her firm grip of the rooftop, Rey isn't plummeting anytime soon. And unless Alphys can manage anything over 300lbs, she doesn't swing her entire weight into her offered hand. Rather, she uses it to support her balance while she pulls herself up with her other arm. Muscles straining but effortlessly hauling her weight over the ledge, toward the platform atop the shop. Her feet kick the wall, helping to pull herself over and collapsing onto the roof with little grace.
[After a few seconds, she gathers her nerves and drags herself back onto her feet, glancing over the ledge. The chasing demons seem to be attempting to pursue them farther down the street, rather than above. When one starts to deviate towards the alleyway, Rey steps back to avoid being seen.]
We'll be fine. [Some assurance never hurts, right?]
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[After a few seconds, she gathers her nerves and drags herself back onto her feet, glancing over the ledge. The chasing demons seem to be attempting to pursue them farther down the street, rather than above. When one starts to deviate towards the alleyway, Rey steps back to avoid being seen.]
We'll be fine. [Some assurance never hurts, right?]