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When the others arrived, he nodded at them. He had thought about jumping and running for it himself and if more guards and showed up before they did he probably would have, but at the moment he was glad he had stayed. He mentally have props to Kayl for being the first to jump. When he did, Ambrosi peered over the side of the window, raising an eyebrow. He didn't think three stories was that big of a deal, but apparently Kayl seemed to have a problem with it. Putting his hands on the sides of the window - avoiding the largest shards of glass - he climbed up to stand in the frame. His legs bunched under him and he didn't pause as he threw him self out and to the right to avoid the boy on the grass below him. He landed on his feet with bent legs and rolled, gritting his teeth as he did so. Nothing was broken, but he would be sore and shaky once they got the chance to rest.

He took a moment to examine his feet and hands. They would need to be bandaged, maybe sewn, but they would last until they were all safe. He scrambled over to Kayl, doing the same quick examination on him. Landing on his back was stupid, but at least he hadn't tried to lock his legs and land on his feet.

"Can you walk?" He asked. It would be funny in a horrific way if Kayl got this far, only to be unable to escape on his own. Ambrosi slid one arm under Kayl's shoulder, lifting his torso to open his lungs. If his back was broken, Ambrosi was probably making it worse... but if that was the case Kayl wouldn't survive here anyways.