"Well fuck," the words Mist opened his eyes with as he dangled upside down the tree, arching anbeyebrow as he swung slowly, looking around. "You can tie knots better than you fight," Mist said with an annoyed, yet almost careless tone. Way too casual for his current position.
"By the way, it doesn't like being messed with," he answered as he gave a jerky nod to the sword in her hands.