Growing up an acrobat's kid and doing things just like his family, it helped. Especially where the metal grates were concerned. He was light on his feet and didn't think much of it. Then again, one couldn't watch their feet in a situation like this. Not if they wanted to live.

That one word. Barely even a whisper. He didn't like the feeling of walls closing in on him. Even if he'd been trained for everything. Something he's trying not to think about.

"Heading that way. Stay close."