[ lop flinches at the vine's awkward trajectory, but otherwise remains alert -- mirroring nao's movements from his position on drier land. ]

Um, not at all! [ a slightly distracted laugh as he untangles the bundle of vines in his arm, careful not to fray them apart. ] I'm glad to be of any help. It must have been awful, being in that position ... I wouldn't have been able to stay as calm as you.

[ when the vine's safely tied, lop gives the vine a few gentle tugs. it's not the sturdiest thing in the world, but it should hold together for now. ]

Should I try to pull this in first?