[ There are times when it pays to be small and light, and she's feeling good about this. What's over-confidence? Never heard of her. When Caitlyn looks back, Clara smiles encouragingly, though now they're climbing, it seems a lot higher than she thought.

So, conversation, she can do that and it'll be a nice distraction as she watches where she's placing each step. ]

Way over protective, especially after my mum died. Never wanted to let me leave the house, although the first time I brought home a girl, he seemed glad about it. Typical stereotype of a dad, really. Likes to shout about the government to anyone who'll listen, these days.

[ Before she can ask Caitlyn if her dad's always been that way, Clara happens to turn a certain way, enough to see the step two ahead is splintering, already sagging deep. ]

Stop! Don't keep going, we have a problem.

[ She points it out, noting to herself that she's already sweating and they haven't even gotten that far yet. ]