[ He watches her go, duly impressed. He can't help the little knot in his stomach when she vanishes from view, leaving him alone in the dark, but when he hears her filtered 'coast is clear!' vibrating up the elevator shaft, he breathes out.

Now for the hard part. ]

This is gonna suck.

[ Taking a running leap, Lance manages to grab onto the cable, letting himself slowly wiggle down. Perhaps thankfully, he carries most of his strength in his back and shoulders, so his arms aren't that sore by the time he makes it to her level. Kinking the cord with his feet, he swings back and forth, mimicking her pendulum swing onto solid ground.

Naturally, his landing isn't quite as graceful--his feet touch down first, but he overshoots a bit and winds up taking a tumble. He corrects and rolls himself back up. ]

Man, climbing was the worst part of boot camp. [ A beat. ] I take that back: boot camp was the worst part of boot camp.