Greer took the offered hand and helped haul herself from the dirt. She brushed her skirts off gently, wincing at the twinge in her hips after hitting the ground so hard. "Thank you," she added after taking a step back. Greer took a second to make sure she hadn't ripped anything in the process, but her skirts seemed fine, it was just her ego (and her tailbone) that was a little bruised.

Now that they were free, Greer supposed she should let Mr. Rohlwing be on his way, hopefully devoid of any more maze traps. "I wish you luck on the rest of the maze." Hopefully she could make it back toward the entrance without further mishap either.