"It's really your call. But either way, I think considering everything this guy has put us through today, a little bit of broken glass is at the very least deserved," Felix smashed the hilt of his sword hard into the glass. With a deafening crash, several shards flew out, landing on the ground below. Felix looked out. "... Maybe 15 feet... Yeah, we can survive this... I'll do what I can to catch you, so just... Trust me." The young man stepped back, then charged at the remains of the window, using his arms as a ram to force his way through. 

The ground quickly caught up, and Felix quickly moved his shoulder forward. He hit the ground with a hard thud, rolling off much of the impact, but it was not the greatest feeling in the world, to say the least. Still, he dusted himself off, stood shakily, then turned, giving a tired looking thumbs up.