[ She does a quick guesstimate in her head as she glances back up at the mouth of the chute. ] Perhaps a little more. If we can find something else to knot this with to make sure the rope is sturdy, it might save us a painful fall.

[ She isn't eager to fall down the chute a second time. She busies herself looking again, until he states his name - or what he claims it to be, anyway.

Surely she couldn't have heard him correctly, though. She straightens, leveling him with a direct look. ] What did you say your name was?