[ at first, he doesn't think anything of it--- he can easily kick and stomp the vines out of the way that grab his feet. but eventually, itto realizes he can't deal with them anymore. especially when a particularly large one curls around his waist with some relatively annoying thorns digging into his sides. ]
B
No.
[ itto goes where he wants! ]
Are you the one making this happen?
[ well, it's not like anyone else is around... ]