Shit fuck. It's like a trap being sprung whenever these memories start sputtering back on again. Eddy doesn't love the idea of scaling one of their teachers, but "guess she won't remember" he reassures himself aloud as he surveys the route. (Right? Right?)

Talking is something Eddy is very bad at, but climbing? That comes as naturally as breathing. Trying to find the least invasive route (look, he doesn't want to touch her butt), he jumps and catches hold of the crook of her elbow, low enough with her crouching still, and pulls himself up. Then he crouches himself and extends an arm to aid whoever's next. "Going up?"