There was a brief moment of something akin to fear but far more of disgust. He looked away in worry before it moved. When she spoke, he wondered how drunk this woman could possibly be.

"Ah.. we can discuss anything you like.. once you get me out of here! Please, a rope, a branch.. I don't know.. anything that'll help get me out!" he said quickly.

He was suddenly worried that perhaps she'd stumble off and forget about him completely or at best, not find the hole. "Ah.. if you walk away, mark the hole, so you can find me again!"