"Well, I have these grabby things," Imogen flexes her fingers, "which Pineco doesn't, they're pretty useful at stuff." Imogen sits down cross legged as she motions Brighteyes off for the moment. No point starting a fight now that she's out of danger.

"Oh, yeah, that's no problem. But... you really okay up here all on your own? I mean, this ledge is pretty clearly going to be traffic for others? But other than annoying colorful things you have to save, don't you have anyone else up here?" Imogen glanced around as much of this wall she could see. She didn't find many other stop spots on her way down. And even if she were to harness climb her way to the bottom she'd stop here for a bit before she continued, "Why are you up here anyway?"