[ Pela's pockets are equally unimpressive. Why had she suggested that? Hers likewise contain her hotel room key, a pretty embroidered handkerchief she'd bought from the general store, and two empty thread spools that she couldn't remember why she'd picked up but had Really Wanted at the time. ]
Yes, you're right. Let's see...
[ She skids her way on the shifting sand to the pit wall nearest her, searching for some kind of handholds. Only when she looks up does she manage to spot the scraggly rope ladder, but well out of her reach. ]
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Yes, you're right. Let's see...
[ She skids her way on the shifting sand to the pit wall nearest her, searching for some kind of handholds. Only when she looks up does she manage to spot the scraggly rope ladder, but well out of her reach. ]
There!