[Emily does have the documents in hand, creasing them in half just enough for her to place them in a pocket, lined on the inside of her coat.
She watches best she can as Alec locks everything back in place (though she misses his subtle use of his special skills); when everything is said and done, and the rope dangles in front of them, she lifts a brow in his direction.]
I wouldn't shoot you. That would make too much noise.
[She can allow herself a sliver of sarcasm this one time, and she doesn't give him time to respond, either. This time, she does clamber up the rope first -- quietly, swiftly as she can, up through the skylight and back onto the roof.]
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She watches best she can as Alec locks everything back in place (though she misses his subtle use of his special skills); when everything is said and done, and the rope dangles in front of them, she lifts a brow in his direction.]
I wouldn't shoot you. That would make too much noise.
[She can allow herself a sliver of sarcasm this one time, and she doesn't give him time to respond, either. This time, she does clamber up the rope first -- quietly, swiftly as she can, up through the skylight and back onto the roof.]