Nessa's fingers folded around Vask's black plate before pain reached her elbow.
Her thumb and first two fingers held the near edge. Her shortened ring finger caught the corner while the missing side of her hand hurt against empty air.
The two anchor teeth turned toward each other beneath Tower Five.
Lower Nine's rope ran through the left tooth with four residents above Iri Tolland and a medicine cage at her boots. The right tooth held Lower Eleven's line, Lera's key, and thirty two ward straps.
One tooth tightened whenever the other gave.
Nessa pinned the plate against her knee before her suit could place it for her.
"Both teeth carry people. Give me exact slack, not brave guesses."
Iri answered from below the left tooth.
"Lower Nine carries Senn Kitt, Ova Renn, Mero Tull, and Brann Olt with the medicine cage behind them."
Jade hung beneath the other line with one arm around Lower Eleven's last address knot.
