He picks himself up with their help, making this low, amused noise. He's absolutely grinning at them as he straightens up, brushing his front off with a quick gesture before they take his hand. He squeezes theirs almost absentmindedly, beginning to pull them deeper into the trees.

"Sure, but I'd never just shove you into the grass. You're lucky I'm not an angry person~" He's clearly teasing, taking a hard left towards Craydon.

"Do you want to come to my camp, or will anywhere more private do?"