"Whoa, kid," Joel gruffly exclaims as the kid comes barrelling off the roof like a gymnast. He goes to help the kid up from the ground - and sees that he seems fine, the way the kid picks himself back up like doing flips off rooftops is what he does all the time.

Joel just gives a vague nod of acknowledgement that the kid's alright, takes a step back. Well, alright, then. That's one way to get off a roof.

He glances in the direction the kid points him to. Cutting through alleyways, it is. Might take longer but it'll be a hell of a lot safer, he's sure of it.

Another vague nod; one of thanks this time. "Appreciate it."