[He’ll take the break in conversation to also return the textiles he has draped neatly over his arm. He has no real want to carry them around for longer than necessary, since he’ll probably require use of his hands again sooner rather than later.]

Bracing. [He echoes the word with a tinge of amusement, eyes flickering back up to the rooftop, which now lies farther in the distance from where they stand.] Yes, most would find dangling from that sort of height "bracing". Even alarming.

[Eyes flicker back to the man.]

Was it a hobby of yours, in those years past?