I gotta do this one as a two-parter. This was a tough month for me, deadlines-wise. I hate admitting it, but it’s true.
The smack of Nat’s hand grabbing his upper arm was a shock, but a welcome one. Oxman instinctively gripped back, using his other hand to try to brace himself against anything that still felt like being load-bearing. This was no time to clutch at rescue, only to pull the rescuer down with him. He did spare a look up, though. Nat was leaning out pretty damned far. That wasn’t great.
“You see something down there we can jump to?” Nat wasn’t shouting, yet, but he sounded strained. “Up here’s coming apart pretty quick!”
“Yeah! About ten feet. Floor’s even clear. Gonna aim for it first, you follow.” Oxman frowned. “Hey, what are you holding onto?”
“Don’t ask! Just jump!”
