Jack pulled a face when the potion did nothing. How did an all-magical town often have things that obscured magic? Were they so dependent on it that this was where they were? Jack was going to have to dive deeper into muggle medicine after this and see if there was other ways he could be more useful in the future.

"I think I might have to carry you to where the ropes are set up, so we can get you out, unless you can walk it?." He didn't want to put any more undue stress on her and having her walk back the entire way to where he had come down into the pit felt like he'd be torturing her slowly. He just hoped that he wouldn't jostle her too much as they went. The ground was uneven and some spots very narrow, so it might be tough, but he didn't think he had any other options.