Haunted Wood but I can’t pretend

Sorry for the wait

She chuckled at his protests.
"Listen," she implored him. Learning to fight was a mixture of listening and practicing.
She brought herself closer to him so he could attack her.

"Remember what I said last time? About fighting on your back"
If he didn't then he'd be stuck there until she got bored. Or until he found another way out.
But if he did then he'd surely get out a whole lot quicker than if he didn't.
So she waited.