[So it's doable. That doesn't mean it's going to be easy, at least with the girl. If only she was still asleep, he could toss her across like a sack of potatoes. But as soon as Anouk hears Prompto's cheery question - and watching him take that running leap across the roofs - she whines and squeezes Cain's throat so tight he chokes and stumbles forward.]

A-- Anouk! [Ow.] It's okay, hold on...

[Cain kneels, letting Anouk off his back. She immediately plops down, tear-eyed and sniffling. 'M afraid...] Hey. So am I.

[Shooting a furtive glance back at the door to the stairwell, he turns his eyes on Prompto, then sighs.]

You think Carbuncle would do it? He knows where to go, right? Just close your eyes, try to picture him. It'll be over before you know it.

[Anouk whimpers, but she lets him scoop her back up against his chest this time.] you ready? [He waits until Prompto's given some signal before he steps up to the ledge and very carefully hauls her across, arms tensed with the effort to make the distance. It really is a lot like tossing a sack of potatoes. Anouk's eyes are clenched shut -- and she screams the whole way, high and shrill and childlike.]

that could be bad.