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Krysanthe watched Able's approach with a bit of curiosity, wondering if he would try to do a variation of his landing strategy. Instead he succeeded in impaling the cliff after a marvelously un-majestic jump. Then he activated some sort of dust device to splash water all over the cliff. Krysanthe was a little bewildered at this point but simply assumed it had something to do with his semblance. Apparently the water enabled him to climb the cliff like some sort of spider, however at the top he seemed to pause, his grip seemingly failing at the point. Krysanthe spent a moment pondering her own actions. It defiantly looked like he needed some sort of help, but he'd also said he'd do it on his own. 

She shrugged and ran forward, inversing her descending strategy to make it an ascending strategy. Her lightened self sprinted upwards by pushing off her water jets and arrived at the top in moments. It was more tiring than one might think, a combination of running and jumping. She should experiment with this more later. Shelving those thoughts for later she then swiveled and crouched down to look at Able slightly below her. [color=yellow]"You got this?"[/color] she asked quizzically, head slightly tilted as she looked at him. Krysanthe would have cheered him on but it would've just been more embarrassing if he failed, so doing it this was gave him the option of accepting her help or figuring out something on his own. Given he wanted her help she would simply offer him a hand up.