He's a good, solid weight against me, and I hate that my brain automatically starts gauging how easily I could throw him to safety or at the creature below, if either becomes necessary.

Er, I don't mean I'd just randomly toss him at the creature then run. I mean if I couldn't move, myself, and he wanted a boost.

"I think it's possible," I say wearily. "I suppose it's something to do, Emi. I can't see a damn thing from up here. Shall we climb down and see if we can figure out where we are?"