It was a pretty dusty attic, and you could see where they were walking from the trails that they left behind. Just how were they supposed to find an exit up here though? Looking out the front window to the giant living room she was still convinced she'd just wake up any minute in her own bed.

Though when Vira-Lorr called her, she managed to hobble her way over, the tink of each step sounding hollow and lighter.

"Alright, you push low and I'll push a little higher."

It made sense given that Makoto would have to use more of her upper body than legs to try and move it. The cracks had already spread a little from the weight she kept putting on the leg from earlier.