Shit. Okay. "So, technical talk aside, I need to get out of here. How strong are you?"

He might be able to reach the top by jumping, but it was touchy. Sam shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it up to Fatima.

"I'm going to try to jump, but just in case, can you tie that to anything and hang it down? So I can grab it if I miss the top."

It was a good jacket--it'd probably hold his weight.