“Rude coming from you,” he muttered though he seemed distracted.

“Take my dang hand or you can dangle from the side of this building for a few hours while I go save everyone else’s butts.” This was not the time to argue but Mira had to much rage stored up.

He took her hand. She hieved him up. And they started their descent down the stair.

“I realize your weren’t asking me to marry you, but when this is all over, how would you feel if I asked. You.”