"Doesn't matter anyway, I'm retired," Ava dismisses. There's something about being a spy that makes it fairly easy to spot others of similar branding. As if the more subtle they try to be, the more obvious they are. Sizing each other up without giving away too much in return. Which makes her uncomfortably aware he can probably sense the same from her.

Ava holds in a breath as they stop, braced for another drop. Seconds pass, and she relaxes slightly.

"Well if you want a performance evaluation, maybe give me a boost. See if we can get out from the top there."