Lea doesn't say it, but she does give Wolfgang a look kind of like he might be making a poor decision; this is hypocritical, as she's inclined to do the same damn thing, but she is of the opinion he seems quite a lot more physically out of sorts than she does--she might be tiny, but she has her health, for the most part.

"If you fall," she says, "don't be surprised if you start hovering in midair."

Her contribution to this effort. Crouched over the side of the cliff, she can get a better view at the number of holes, each one--she notices--subtly different, as though it is made for a specific silhouette. Lea feels cold, suddenly, and she's never cold, not in a real affecting way, but this is an internal chill. She tips her face up to look at the horizon, wondering if they really are alone out here or not, sans their errant quarry.