With a gasp of surprised delight, Pap drew back, a hand fluttering to her chest at the grin - she was not so oblivious that she couldn't understand how rare such a thing surely was. Thrilled by her "accomplishment", and more so by his acceptance of her challenge, the woman seemed to practically vibrate with energy again. Directing her gaze toward the tower, Pap pressed an excited squeak! of delight into the crook of her elbow.
Shaking out her hands Pap began toward the base of the tower, overtaking him at a loping pace. "I'd worry more about yourself," Pap shot back over her shoulder with chime of laughter in her voice. "I'll worry about me." Wiping her hands down on her trousers she did not, in fact, fish out a pair of gloves but tackled the wall bare-handed, jogging to the foot of it where she paced a moment, eyeing up the structure, choosing the more structurally sound wall remaining of the partially fallen tower as a likely foothold.
She moved cautiously, though childhood of tackling rockfaces of her mountainous home made the process of selection and upward movement proceed at a steady clip. Here she was comfortable, shimmying up the uneven stone face to the sill of a lower window sill some nine foot from the ground where she secured a hand and foothold, peering in. "Hey, what do you think this building was for?" She called down to Eli over her shoulder. "Think they left anything cool in there?"
Shaking out her hands Pap began toward the base of the tower, overtaking him at a loping pace. "I'd worry more about yourself," Pap shot back over her shoulder with chime of laughter in her voice. "I'll worry about me." Wiping her hands down on her trousers she did not, in fact, fish out a pair of gloves but tackled the wall bare-handed, jogging to the foot of it where she paced a moment, eyeing up the structure, choosing the more structurally sound wall remaining of the partially fallen tower as a likely foothold.
She moved cautiously, though childhood of tackling rockfaces of her mountainous home made the process of selection and upward movement proceed at a steady clip. Here she was comfortable, shimmying up the uneven stone face to the sill of a lower window sill some nine foot from the ground where she secured a hand and foothold, peering in. "Hey, what do you think this building was for?" She called down to Eli over her shoulder. "Think they left anything cool in there?"
