Marcus watched as all five feet of Blue tried to push some weight against the door. She looked like she probably had trouble opening jars, let alone a door like this. It didn't take long for her to slide down the wall in defeat. Or not defeat. Marcus couldn't tell if she'd really been trying. "Right," he said once she was seated. Lex had managed to find his way to lean with his back against the door, one ankle crossed over the other. They'd probably be fine here, Marcus decided, as long as Lex didn't fall over the railing and break his neck on his way down to the first floor. It was a risk they'd just have to be willing to take, he supposed. "My tools are back in the speeder with my backpack. I'll be quick."<br/><br/>Lex heard the decrescendo of footsteps as Marcus made his way further and further down the stairwell. He could still barely hear the echoing shuffles of Marcus' sneakers on the tile floor before he disappeared completely out of earshot. If there was one thing Lex envied his brother, it was his amazing energy. Lex was damn near 30 and the energy he might have had at Marcus' age was so far behind him. He doubted that he would've been able to climb the tower twice back to back like Marcus was going to do.<br/><br/>It was hard to discern whether the silence that hung at the top of the stairwell was awkward or comfortable. He quietly considered Blue's request for a shower. There was obviously power in this building. There might even be power in the whole facility, the barracks included. "I wonder if flipping the breakers would do anything," he wondered out loud. "In the barracks, I mean. If this building has power, we might as well try there too. Running water would definitely be nice."