She climbed well enough, but there was much room for improvement, for discipline. Things he couldn't teach her simply by leading her through increasingly difficult courses. Not that his own reactions didn't betray him regularly in this city of futuristic angles and surfaces. He shook his head slightly. He was inclined to be charitable.

"You may join me," he called, when it appeared that she would come no closer than the chimney on her own. "That climb was well done."