Uh-oh, uh-oh! [Finn frets frantically, but he acts quickly! He manages to shoot out a vine, the end of which latches onto the top of the bookshelf, while the rest of the vine's length goes within Ib's reaching distance.]
Quick, grab on! [He also prepares himself to possibly catch her if that doesn't work and she straight-up falls!]
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Quick, grab on! [He also prepares himself to possibly catch her if that doesn't work and she straight-up falls!]