As it turns out, she does not need his catching prowess a second time. The ancient railing holds, and soon she's pulling herself over the edge of the balcony.

That's when the sounds make themselves known. She peers into the darkness of the entrance, but can't make out much -- yet. It sounds a ways away, still.

She frowns, and motions for him to come up, not wanting to make too much sound. It's riskier, since there's no one to catch him, but the rock the rope is anchored in seems solid.