Lennon nods and smiles. "Thanks." She closes her eyes and she starts to dance on the tightrope, and she does a hand stand. She flips and lands in a handspring, then in a split. She swings herself around the line. Everything is fluid, flawless, except when Lennon propels herself up to flip and catch herself on the line, she misses the line. She falls down.. down.. her hands snag on a trapeze bar and she swings herself up, straightening her legs above her. Her left leg goes straight back as her right arm goes forward. She lets go of the bar, and she catches herself with her right hand as she loops around the bar and circles it a couple of times, and then swings her legs over her head. She sighs as she eases herself in a sitting position. "That's all I've got so far," she calls down to Murphy.
Carra smiles, panting. "A hotel."
Zenith manages a smile, but she watches Simon carefully.