Trusting her companion to alert her if in need of assistance, Lioriley minded her own and focused on the delicate task of removing the flowers. A few clips here and there had a few already in her bag - the sticky webs brushing against the back of her hand more an annoyance than anything truly troublesome.

It was only when she heard him gasp that she slipped, hovering close enough to the ground that when she spun around to look up at him the long braid of her hair swung around and stuck right into one of the spider webbing. "Rezo? Are you all right--" the sound she made at the end of that thought could only be described as a squeak of surprise, her head cocked back slightly. A part of her didn't want to alarm him, on the chance that he might also be suddenly stuck.