Even in the situation they’re in, Eddie can’t help but grin at Mat’s reaction and feel a sense of pride that something he managed to create is going to be of use. The light is likely to flicker and the beam isn’t the brightest thing in the world, but it offers something to guide at least some of the way.

Eddie peers up at the wall, doing his best to judge the distance—an impossible feat. He isn’t particularly strong or athletic, but he thinks his noodle arms are capable of the climb. Driving the torch into the ground, he ties the sash to his belt

“We go down together or not at all. Got it.”

That is not what Mat meant and he knows it, but it’s what comes out of his mouth. He tugs on the sash, making certain the knot is tight, and gives a double thumbs up.

“Ready when you are.”