Ginger's face paled under his helmet, and the cumbersome piece disappeared in a flash of light. If he had to jump, he would do it completely aware of his surroundings. Cautiously he took a few steps backwards, heel to toe, and then leapt off the edge to the platform below. At the last possible second, he boosted and broke his fall. "Up close and personal? That's my sex life, not my combat motto."