"Me? Why me?"
"The plants listen to you better. They're only really attacking me anyway." He pulls away and gives her a smile. "If anyone can do this, it's you."
She nods, and he takes that as a signal he can move. Two light steps, and he's standing on the branch. He taps it with his boot to make sure it's solid, then gives the a thumbs up and turns his attention back to the vines as the magic leaves him.
"Hey!" He stomps his foot on the branch, and the vines swivel toward him as the bark cracks. "Come get me, you stupid vines!"
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