Quint squints up at the third level. "I could try to climb up, but I'm not sure I'd be comfortable doing so.
He stretches his arms a little, enjoying the fresher air outside, "If somebody was planning on flying up there, I'd have to reccomend letting me go instead. I'm a lot better at acting unobserved after all.
Quint traced a small window in the air in front of him, "Perspicacity