[Iggy is tall, but he's not heavy. When Koby pulls he goes up, scrambling to grab onto the outside of the train car. He scrapes one arm against the broken window as he wriggles his way out, narrowly avoiding spiking his stomach too.
On top of the side of the car it's easier to breathe, but it's probably not a great place to linger. Iggy scoots over to the edge and looks down.]
Oh my god, do we have to jump?
[He looks around, gaze falling on the tree the train car has smashed into.]
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On top of the side of the car it's easier to breathe, but it's probably not a great place to linger. Iggy scoots over to the edge and looks down.]
Oh my god, do we have to jump?
[He looks around, gaze falling on the tree the train car has smashed into.]
Oh! I bet we can climb down there?