"So," I struck a conversation while climbing the wall. "I've heard people mention taboos a few times. How many are them?"
Yolin turned to me with a confused face. "Where's this coming from?" she asked and stabbed the wall with her fingers, then pushed herself up.
I kicked the wall with enough strength to make a hole that would support me, then stretched my leg to push myself up. "Distraction," I replied.
She hummed. "Still scared?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Falling and surviving is not going to make it go away," I argued while climbing.
"True," she agreed. "Did it help even a little?"
I glanced down and noticed I wasn't paralyzed by the fear. It was still scary, however. "A little, yes," I conceded. "But don't ever do that again!"
"Fair," she concluded with a chuckle.
I nodded in satisfaction and continued, "So, taboos?"
She thought for a second and sighed. "You're not angry at me?"
I laughed. "I'm not such a petty woman, Yolin."
