"No arguments here." He was still trying to rub his shoulders into submission as she walked off, but after a moment he hauled up his pack and followed, a little more slowly, but dogged.

He was already peering up at the cliff when she spoke. "I could do that," he agreed, shading his eyes and wincing a little in the sunlight. His head was still a bit tender. His sharp eyes picked out the trouble spots. "Actually, I should be able to construct some climbing tools or handholds. If they only need to last ten minutes or so it won't take much out of me."

And small parts would be infinitely easier than that blasted bridge.