[Fred breathed a quiet sigh of relief when Crimson began to move--she hadn't been sure that would work. Once his other arm came free and he was helping her to free himself, the process started to go much faster. There was a brief pause in the business when Fred had to duck suddenly to avoid being hit in the head by several balls, but it was only perhaps a minute before Crimson was free of the slide.
With another relieved sigh, Fred dropped his arm.] Goodness, what a trial. Are you quite alright?
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With another relieved sigh, Fred dropped his arm.] Goodness, what a trial. Are you quite alright?