"I can..." Did not seem safe, but Barty knew not to waste time right now. He walked around the back to get the ladder, which was in the same place he remembered. Everything seemed just as he remembered, which was really not helping his emotional state. Whatever, that could be pushed aside.

He took the ladder and carried it around, carefully setting it up under Aziraphale's window. "I'll steady it from here. You'll be fine."

It looked sturdy enough.