He pauses and blinks, then figures it out. It's a pity, though, that his face is almost completely covered because he breaks out in the biggest grin. It's an insane plan and he likes it.

"Certainly," he answers cheerfully, as though this happens all the time. He looks up and runs a few calculations in his mind--proper angle, wind resistance, ahah!--and positions himself a little better. "Take a bit of a running start." He braces his feet and laces his hands together in front of him, then nods.

As soon as her foot hits his joined hands he'll heave upward with all his strength (and a little extra--she might feel an odd energy pushing her upward, as well), sending her flying in an arc that should easily land her on the top of the building.

He has to duck the next shot that screams past his head, so he can't see where she's gone, but he's confident she's gotten there.