Aal's right eye twitches a little. She's hoping he can if she can port herself in time..Though she's hopeful it won't be nesscary..but always good to have a backup plan. But least he's more colorful and distracting to the instinctive fueled parts of her brain. She squints and tries again, {Well that's good to know..ahem some do.} She mentally murmurs.

She lets out a deep breath trying to center herself..literally and figuratively. She tries not to snort but makes a soft bemused sound. Why was that so funny at the moment? It was probably the adrenaline or something. She swallows again. "W-well, well if yer sure." She murmurs a little stuttery despite herself.

She half wants to slap herself for sounding like a dork..But oh well..Not like..well widdle snakes being judgey is the least of her worries. So long as they don't think she's a good thing to nibble on or worse.

She slowly starts moving her right foot toward the branch just lower than the one she's on. Now if he was in a batch of furry things..She'd feel very very different about all this. Or Heck approaching like Aslan even.