She scares the ever-loving shit out of him when she falls, and it's not in a jump scare kind of way. He thinks for a second that he's dropped her, or that he's-- that he fucked something up, somehow. He doesn't have time to process it before she's on her feet, and she tugs him from the thought with a sharp jerk to the hand.

The relief is almost staggering.

They turn an alley corner, and then another. Buildings are stacked in more closely than reality should allow, and somehow they never make it to a street or a sidewalk. Just damp, claustrophobic alley after alley between hulking behemoths towering over them.

"We have to get out of the city, we have to get out right the fuck now," he manages breathlessly. "They're gonna rip it out of the ground in blocks."