Firefly Glen i tried but i don't think so

As he moved closer, she tried to free herself. Didn't seem to be going too well -- and even if she was a little unhappy about it, he'd still be cheery, Stuck it is. He stopped a moment there to take a look, craning his neck. He didn't want to end up in the muck too. So.. Time to find a plan B.

Unless you want me to fling myself onto you to knock you free, let me see what I can find. He realized how outlandish it sounded and that was kind of the point, if she wanted the former he'd be rather surprised. He carefully stepped around a couple of suspicious spots and started nosing around the underbrush for a stick that wasn't just a twig -- like an actual stick that had some heft to it and wouldn't be instantly cronched. He called back to her, Was it like that the whole way from the mountain? Maybe it had all just run downhill from there and pooled.