Rose wanted to close her eyes on the harrowing trip down, but at the same time she was too scared not to look. Icy winds streamed through her hair and jerked at her large jacket. He literally ran down the building while he held her against his side. She felt like a doll clutched against his chest. A soon-to-be-splattered doll. If he used any ropes or other aids, she couldn't see it. She didn't stop screaming until they stopped moving and her feet made contact with something. Rose cautiously opened her eyes - when did she close them? - and sagged in relief. They were on firm ground. Well, on firm ground covered with water. And her amazing new boots kept her feet warm and dry. But at this moment she couldn't appreciate that fact.
"You ass, how could you do that?" She punched out, but he moved out of the way with that incredible speed. "You will hurt your hand."