Ah, the spite-countdown. Classic. (Still doesn't make it three.)
At a glance he can imagine what he'll do to right the chain again, any of the ways it might have slackened. If the trouble is near the entrance, that's easy; if it's somewhere in the wall, that'll mean serious work, and if this is meant to be a hidden outpost, a hired crew would sort of defeat the whole idea. Wait, what is he saying down there—
"'Shimmy'?"
He says this like it's the first time he's heard or spoken this word, which is true in neither case. Like it's the word itself and not the idea of shimmying up anywhere that's preposterous. He doesn't say there isn't room for it.
Probably he could shimmy up there, under duress, but—
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At a glance he can imagine what he'll do to right the chain again, any of the ways it might have slackened. If the trouble is near the entrance, that's easy; if it's somewhere in the wall, that'll mean serious work, and if this is meant to be a hidden outpost, a hired crew would sort of defeat the whole idea. Wait, what is he saying down there—
"'Shimmy'?"
He says this like it's the first time he's heard or spoken this word, which is true in neither case. Like it's the word itself and not the idea of shimmying up anywhere that's preposterous. He doesn't say there isn't room for it.
Probably he could shimmy up there, under duress, but—