[ Midnight nods, considering both their height, and the frame of the wheel around them, and not at all considering, you know, getting the terminal from his pocket and calling for help instead. Climbing down seems like more fun. ]

Stay in here and keep this door steady, I need to climb on top of it, then onto the cab. I'll pull you up once I'm there, then we use those —

[ — he points to the bars stabilizing the spokes of the wheel — ]

— as a ladder. We get to the bottom, fix the ferris wheel, and make our apologies for the property damage to anyone who might mind the damage. Ready?

[ And once Heine gets that door steady, that's exactly what Midnight does. Because he may be, like, stupid, and also constantly sleep and food deprived, but he's ridiculously physically talented and a pretty clever planner as long as he doesn't have to do any long term thinking. A hand will come down for Heine to pull himself up. Don't worry, doggo, Midnight has enough confidence for the both of them. ]