I don't think I can climb. My leg...

[ she struggles over the words, like admitting that weaknesses takes something out of her. alina has always solved her own problems. she's never had the kindness of strangers to count on. ]

It's okay. I'll figure it out. I'm sure it just needs a good stretch or something. [ a little more of the earth around the tunnel caves in, sprinkling soil over her head. she sputters and dusts it off. ]