Somehow this kind of falling was much different than last time. Ange could still vividly remember the sensation from when she had fallen off that skyscraper on that day that felt so long ago now. It had almost been serene, like something natural, like she hadn't been falling but rather flying, floating in the air. But this time, once she felt her lose her grip on Amakusa and stumble through the air, instead of that peaceful resigned feeling there was only shock. And she felt her heart sink almost into her stomach, but-- that's when she felt his hand. She made sure to hold onto it tightly, since it was the only think standing between her and that fall, that practically meant a certain death from this height.

Her breathing was somewhat uneven from the surprise as she peered up, to see if Amakusa was alright as well. And that's when she could see he was only hanging onto the wall with one hand. It seemed so fragile and vulnerable, like it could break off any moment and send both of them towards their deaths. ... Was that how it would end, then..? How Bernkastel wanted it all along, with the two of them dying like this without a chance for a happy ending?

... No, she didn't want that. And so far the only chance she could see for this to still end in some good way was.. ... ah..

It was her fault he was dragged in, so.. she should at least try to save him too in return, right..?

"Amakusa.." She closed her eyes, letting out a shout. "Just let go of me..!" It wasn't a direct order though, much more just a desperate shout. "If you don't have to hold on to me, you could easily climb up, right? You can get out!" Even if that meant that she would die.. well, if they didn't have a chance at happiness anymore, then she might as well try to give him his chance all the same, even at the expense of her life.