[-- oh. Huh. Therion cranes his neck again to squint up at the top of the wall.]
... yeah, maybe.
[That's definitely a better idea than climbing!]
How's your aim?
[While waiting for an answer, he reaches down to pick up one of the crumbled bits of wall and tosses it up and down a couple times to get a feel for the weight. Having both his eyes working right again in this place, Therion's not sure if that'll help or hurt his own aim, but, well... no time like the present to find out!]
just ... don't dress him like tingle whatever you do please.
... yeah, maybe.
[That's definitely a better idea than climbing!]
How's your aim?
[While waiting for an answer, he reaches down to pick up one of the crumbled bits of wall and tosses it up and down a couple times to get a feel for the weight. Having both his eyes working right again in this place, Therion's not sure if that'll help or hurt his own aim, but, well... no time like the present to find out!]