"Rope, rope, I knew I should have brought rope," worries Cait Sith as he watches the girl.
"Don't worry," he calls out in what he hopes is a reassuring voice, looking desperately around for some way to help.
Then he has an idea. He mutters his words of magic and tries his shove spell on the girl, trying to aim so as to propel her backwards and not further down.
Shove!