[Going to watch him try. She'd be amused at this situation if it had happened to anyone else but her. She doesn't like randomly being tied to strangers, though. Going to tug a little on her end of the ribbon, trying to work it loose.] ...This always happens. Every time. I try to find the kitchen and something like this happens. [Pauses, pouting slightly] ...I'm never going to the kitchen again.
[Just yanking on the ribbon herself. It's fine, she was talking to herself anyway. Trying to undo the knots. She gets one undone and smiles in triumph. Now, like ten more to go. Tugging at another knot.]
...It looks like you're trying to eat the ribbon from here. [Eying him cautiously. She really hopes they can get it off soon. Going to pull out one of the many daggers she keeps on hand. Trying to cut it off.]
[She's getting somewhere too, though her progress is also slow. The blade seems to be dulling for some reason. Going to pocket is and pull out another dagger. It's sharper and she seems to be having better progress cutting through the ribbon. Though she's cutting the back of her wrist a little in the process. She doesn't seem to notice.]
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... Pulling his arm up to tear at the ribbon around it with his teeth. As long as she doesn't move her arm he shouldn't end up touching her.]
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Hey! Lemme go!
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You think I did this? [Lifting his arm to get a better look at the ribbon. Maybe he pulling Urchinsprout along for the ride (or at least his arm).]
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