[ Not much to see here. Maybe you were fighting a monster, or trying to clear a path through- or into, or out of- the tree again to rescue someone. Maybe you just needed help. Regardless of your circumstances, there's a faint pop from somewhere behind you and then- the pressure eases off, slightly. The air is easier to breathe. Your mind feels that little bit clearer.

Turning will reveal Lion and their Umbrella, faintly backlit by the ambient light of a Sanctuary spell, winded and surprised but oh so proud. ]

Here, I- [ Their voice shakes, but the confidence holds. ] I can help. That should make things a bit better, right?