If rappelling down buildings is not what Mikasa is here for, what is she here for at all?
"Hm. You're right. We don't usually think a lot about human-sized threats, so I'll defer to you in terms of that." She looked around again; she was still getting her bearings. "Are you used to the devices here? Mostly, I'm not."
That might have been a small understatement, considering her world was still proud of having a printing press and cannons. She glanced at the various black, shiny boxes in the room: television, microwave. What did they do? Could they be useful?