Blackfoot Forest red sky at morning

For some stupid reason, it had never occurred to her that someone might be around to help out. She was so accustomed to living life as a rogue that the mere presence of a stranger was enough to make her uncomfortable, let alone being stuck in such a vulnerable position as one sauntered up. If she hadn't desperately needed her help, Mikasa would likely have told her to go pound sand; but alas, she was in quite the predicament and unfortunately needed the assistance. 

Mikasa listened through the rotting wood, ears trained upwards as she listened to the instructions and then the thudding of paws over her head. Oop, guess they were doing this. She leaned back and began to scramble, losing traction in the mud once or twice before she finally managed to twist herself enough to escape. The air suddenly felt so much fresher and cleaner than it had moments ago and she greedily sucked it down, panting as she slumped back onto her haunches. At least she was fucking free, right?

"Hey, thanks for thaaaa-- hoooly shit, you are huge." Was it inappropriate to comment on someone's size? Possibly, but she'd just had a near death experience and she could get away with it, right? Riiight?

@Sovereign