"No harm done. Thank you." He's as good as his word -- not that she had any reason to doubt that. In the time she's known Dust, he has never been anything but dependable, and honourable to a fault.

"I know what went wrong," she ventures, leaning down to pick up her grappling hook. It, too, seems unscathed, if a little dusty. "There's a section that looks much sturdier -- I could see it once I was higher."

Which means she's going to wind up her throwing arm and try again. Stubbornness is the key to success, as far as she's concerned.