"Ally-oop!"

She climbs - closer to leaps, really, up with a fair amount of nimbleness. "Good form," she compliments Sam even as Carrie switches her attention to the roof hatch, shoving at it. It cracks open a hair.

"C'mon, real smooth-" readjusts, firming stance, and giving it some stronger love. This time, to much greater success. "Got you."