He was trying harder now not to be amused. Really, he was trying, but it was so hard. She sounded so mortified at the thought of appearing unseemly around others, that it threatened to make him more than grin.

"Really, don't worry about it." Irvine said, indicating the rubble dismissively. "People do a lot worse than this on a pretty regular basis, when they figh-whoah there!"

Thankfully, Natalia had managed to catch herself before she fell. Why was it that when people told you not to laugh, you wanted to even more?

"Hey, does it look like I'm laughing?" he replied, putting on an innocent look. "But I guess that does rule out town. It's nicer to see when you can actually get around."

That settled, the gunman turned his head to glance over at the stairs.

"What floor are you on?" he asked. "If it's not many up, I'm sure the two of us can make it alright, but if it's something like the twentieth...might want to just use the elevator."