She... does not expect that, as her flinch may indicate. To her credit, aside from a sharp intake of breath, she doesn't make noise. His speed shouldn't be surprising by now, but the height of that jump...

Her own sword isn't out quite yet, but her wand is. She holds up a hand for Dust to wait as she pulls in the rope and throws it into her bag with silent haste. Then it's time for sigils and a quiet, under-her-breath incantation, which produces a single, floating sphere of light to illuminate their way.

Then, and only then, does she move towards the entrance, drawing her own sword meanwhile.