Sage agreed with a distinct nod of her head, wrapping her arms around Mr. Greengrass' neck, allowing them the leverage they needed to get her free. She kicked as hard as she could, as though she were swimming through something thicker than water, and when she came free, she and Noble tumbled to the ground with a harsh thud. Sage was atop him in a manner that suggested anything other than a good rescue from the dirt, her skirts tangled around her legs and the air rushing through her lungs as they hit the ground.

"I am—" she gasped, "So sorry." She wasn't capable of moving much, though she felt bad for squishing him, she couldn't move from her current position, even as the dirt gave way and cascaded down toward them again. It wasn't as bad as getting stuck in it, and Sage took the first deep breath of the whole ordeal as she tried to regain her senses.

"Thank you," she added after a minute, still unable to coordinate her limbs to move from where they were sprawled on the ground.