How odd that they were able to get along, Merope was one extreme of abuse where she became weak and useless, Rorschach becoming strong and useful. Merope pressed herself against the ladder, convinced they she was making things difficult and worrying about if he would yell at her. Her frame shifted a little when she heard his sigh of frustration or so that's what it sounded to her.
She lowered her eyes and saw him making a motion for her to use his shoulder,"N-No, I'll be okay." Such a lie, Merope. Lifting herself a few more steps up the netted ladder, she paused again when her arms and legs felt tired and forced herself up the rest of the way. Merope forced her arms up and legs over, straightening out her dress.