As Renfry crossed the bridge, she would find that she was alone. Emryc was still standing on the other side, eyeing the bridge apprehensively. He was practically clinging to one side, setting a foot on the bridge before quickly withdrawing it.
“No way this is going to support my size,” He called out to her, his eyes narrowing. The half Sephi’s massive frame had its drawbacks. It had often cost him missions that needed someone to fit into tight spaces or to chase someone into a small entrance. While Renfry happily pranced across, Emryc stared at her from the other side.
“Is there another way in?” He asked, unable to keep the discomfort from his voice. While heights seldom bothered him, walking across a huge chasm was something else. Silvers flicked down and his face betrayed how much he wanted to bolt in the opposite direction.