[ There's some degree of relief in hearing that he'd actually found it. Of course, there was also a tiny smidgen (maybe more than a tiny) bit of frustration. Was she actually going to be rescued by him of all people from a story she'd told? She'd never hear the end of it. It was bad enough being rescued by anyone at all.

Yet she was probably going to have to accept this. ]

Good. Then if you can get down to me and get me out we can smash it when he shows back up to recapture me. Preferably before he beats you back and moves on with a ceremony to make me his trophy wife.