Luckily, his arms are long enough, he can do it without much fuss at all. And he's had training, so it's as painless as something like that can be. When he's done and she's gingerly tested the result, she smiles up at him.
"Thank you. I owe you a bottle of your favourite rum, Mr. Crane. Now, what's say you help me up and we get the hell out of here?"
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"Thank you. I owe you a bottle of your favourite rum, Mr. Crane. Now, what's say you help me up and we get the hell out of here?"