He smiled. "Don't you like tragedies?" he asked. He glanced over the side to see what she was looking at only for a brief moment, then looked back up at her.
Alone, miles above any sort of help. If he really wanted to he could have gone for her then, before she had a chance to react and defend herself. Then again...would this thing stay up without her? And did he really want to do her harm? Decisions, decisions.