Despite her wrists and ankles being tied together, the girl managed to get into a sitting position as he approached.  Lithe and athletic-looking, she was wearing a green tank top and tight black shorts, with running shoes.  She was very cute, with green eyes, and dark brown hair in a tight ponytail.<br/><br/>She looked just slightly nervous, but as he spoke up, she broke into a grin.  "That was<em>so</em>great!" she cheered, cutting off his protestations of intent.  "I mean, yeah, I'm fine.  'Cept for my pride.  Uh, I don't wanna impose after all that, but can I get a little help here?"  The girl turned slightly, indicating the heavy rope tying her hands.  Evidently she'd managed to loosen it a fair bit, but not enough to slip free.  "Hey, are you one of Grandpa's?"