Pascqual says "Nah, I got it," he answered her, hoisting himself up through the window with his arms and one good leg. Once he reached the ledge, he lost his balance and landed on the ground with a soft thud, his bad ankle raised into the air for its protection. To their good fortune, the floor was thickly carpeted, which helped to both soften Pascqual's fall and absorb the noise. "Ack, I'm not going to get used to this anytime soon," Pascqual whispered over to Kit regarding his poor balance. As he raised himself off the ground, he surveyed the room. "Where do you think we are?" he asked, unsure of what to make of the room.
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