Dammit. Athletics, not his thing. But long jumps - at least he has the advantage of a long stride here.

There are calculations of force and velocity as Allen backs up, all as effortless as his jump is not. He lands just short of the edge, scrabbling with his hands to hold on even as the wind is knocked out of him from the force and trajectory of his landing.

"Shit shit shitshitshitshit."