He looked up after her, then around. He examined the the make of the buildings. He could jump up, easy, but he thought better of it. Big as he was, he was no klutz and wasn't prone to falling through thin roofs. He looked around the side of the building she'd indicated at the window. "Hmm..." He might just fit through if he sucked in real tight. Not wanting to rough up the contents of the bag any more than necessary, he gently swung them up to Joz before stepping off the street into the space between the two buildings.Â
He spread his arms and legs out wide and with a grunt managed to catch and support himself between the walls. He hobbled forward with his palms and soles carefully. The rain made it slick, but the stone was rough-hewn, so with a little sustained pressure he was able to make his way to the window, where he caught the sill with his right hand, brought his left over to meet it, sucked in, and hoisted himself up and wriggling through and inside.Â
He stood up, brushed off his hands, and stuck his arms back out the window.
"Hop down, then. And careful wi' the sack!"
He spread his arms and legs out wide and with a grunt managed to catch and support himself between the walls. He hobbled forward with his palms and soles carefully. The rain made it slick, but the stone was rough-hewn, so with a little sustained pressure he was able to make his way to the window, where he caught the sill with his right hand, brought his left over to meet it, sucked in, and hoisted himself up and wriggling through and inside.Â
He stood up, brushed off his hands, and stuck his arms back out the window.
"Hop down, then. And careful wi' the sack!"
