Twisted Slough le moineau a volé

Wraen was not that perceptive and did not catch the "I want to get away from here" vibe from the girl. She was still glad about having escaped the muddy coffin of doom and was not that eager yet to remain on her own again. She, of course, listened to, what she was told, craned her neck to see, what path was meant and was not impressed, because it looked just as tricky as the one that had led Wraen here in the first place.

"You are probably in hurry and have better businesses to do than to rescue vagabonds from near-drowning experience, but - perhaps - I could accompany you - until we reach solid ground?" she asked hopefully.