Ah. So cool... [ He stares, maybe for a bit too long. Fully distracted now, he muses over the monsters in his mental catalogue to find one with a similar ability, as if there aren't more pressing matters first. ] Like a defense mechanism. Maybe even some sort of distress call. [ Seeing Siffrin struggle and almost slip snaps him out of it, though. Startled at first, he lets out a sigh in relief, glancing at the vine in question. ]

Y-yeah, I think I can— [ He leans himself toward his right, brows furrowing when he finds it just barely out of reach. ] —ugh.

[ The vines wrapped around him start to sway again. He works quickly to nip at few of them, just enough to loosen their pull, before trying again. With a bit more mobility this time, he reaches with his free arm, awkwardly wrapping it around the vine and leaning back. For good measure, he bites down on it once it's close enough for more stability, grimacing at the taste as he looks back up at the Shinx. ]

Mmf? [ Now really isn't the time to be talking, so instead he looks back and forth between Siffrin and the vine, hoping this is what they had in mind in the first place. ]