That summed it up very well, and is perhaps the nicest possible way of putting it.
“I am terribly sorry,” Rezo says sincerely. He tries to move back, afraid of putting weight on her, and moreover, conscious of the fact he has wound up abruptly in her personal space and the way her hand is pressed against his shoulder. Alas, he does not really succeed in getting anywhere. He’s stuck looming over the woman like a great big tree in a red sweater.
His left hand, at least, is still free. That could be helpful? Maybe? He’s not sure how free Lioriley is to move, except he’s pretty sure, based on their positions and the slight brush of hair against his stuck hand, that her head is glued to a vine now.
“Where are you stuck? Perhaps, if we’re careful, we might be able to untangle… Er. All this.”
He raises his hand to make a vague gesture but luckily realizes that could potentially end in disaster and just. Leaves it hovering.
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“I am terribly sorry,” Rezo says sincerely. He tries to move back, afraid of putting weight on her, and moreover, conscious of the fact he has wound up abruptly in her personal space and the way her hand is pressed against his shoulder. Alas, he does not really succeed in getting anywhere. He’s stuck looming over the woman like a great big tree in a red sweater.
His left hand, at least, is still free. That could be helpful? Maybe? He’s not sure how free Lioriley is to move, except he’s pretty sure, based on their positions and the slight brush of hair against his stuck hand, that her head is glued to a vine now.
“Where are you stuck? Perhaps, if we’re careful, we might be able to untangle… Er. All this.”
He raises his hand to make a vague gesture but luckily realizes that could potentially end in disaster and just. Leaves it hovering.