[ If he died here, would he come back? Would his body return intact, just as it might with Dante's abilities?

Yi Sang is not quite as adventurous as Hong Lu. His tolerance for experimentation only goes so far. Perhaps death would force them to repeat this cycle. It may entail him having to battle his way through those Abnormalities again, and that would be rather troublesome.

So he clings onto Hong Lu's hair for dear life, and only when he spots a hand does Yi Sang let go with one of his own. He grabs onto that familiar hand. It pulls him securely over the edge of the window. This princess has quite impressive arm strength, he thinks to himself. This does not seem like a princess who needed rescuing at all.

Yi Sang straightens his clothing out, racing pulse recovering from the fraught experience of being hoisted several stories into the air. ]

It was... certainly an experiencing, Hong Lu.

[ He takes a moment to inspect Hong Lu before glancing at the sea of his hair. And then, his gaze lands on the rest of the empty room. There's not an exit to be found. How on earth did Hong Lu manage to get up here?

It must be terribly dull sitting up here day in and day out.

Yi Sang wanders back to the window and peers over the edge. A fall from this height would certainly be fatal. He glances over his shoulder, frowning despite Hong Lu's radiant smile. ]

...I believe we are both trapped here now. Does this count as a rescue?

[ Is... this the true direction of their script? ]