[Feeling her vines wrap strongly around him, he gives her a small, encouraging smile, his arms around her squeezing her a little more before he focuses again to help pull them up together.
Up and up and up they go, the ascent rather smooth until the reach the lip of the hole. There he'll stop them.]
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Up and up and up they go, the ascent rather smooth until the reach the lip of the hole. There he'll stop them.]
Climb out first, I'll follow after.
[Better than being dragged up and over.]