[Agile as Chuuya is, even he has blind spots, and the vines immediately take advantage of that to try latching onto his ankle. Fortunately it seems like someone is looking out for him, and suddenly he’s hauled upwards until he ends up safe in some weird tree. He whips his head around, eyes wide in surprise, but at least this guy seems to be on his side, even if he’s currently binding him with some kind of cloth.]
3
No. I’m fine.
[He squirms a bit.]
Thanks, but you can put me down now.