"So you're impulsive," Clara decides with an amused chuckle. "I know a bit about that, myself." She talks while reaching up to grab the branch, and works to pull herself up. Once she gets past that point, it's all about finding her footing and starting to climb the good old fashioned way.

"Which is exactly why I'm not gonna ask what your plan is once we get to the top. Or how we're gonna get down."

It's said with a glance down in his direction, an eyebrow quirked in unashamed amusement.