[To his credit, with Mai keeping him directly engaged, the man caught in the snarl of ropes is staying relatively calmer and still. His voice carrying a slight drawl~]

No ma'am. I was making my way steadily, and looked down at my feet for a moment. Then the ropes swayed, like there was a breeze but I didn't feel nothin'. That's when some twigs dropped on me, I went still, and the next thing I knew, I was caught up like this.

[Trunks is relieved she is working on the knot and on keeping the man calm (and from focusing on HIM) as he drifts up closer to where the leaves, one of the swaying branches, and the twigs that have been falling from it. Blue-eyes narrow carefully...

Then there was movement--just a hint of it.]