"And it wasn't confusing in the slightest," Rae remarks. "It was, in fact, quite straight-forward - oh, of course..."

Because on the screen, Buttercup had taken a few steps on her own two feet, fell into a sand-pit, and promptly needed saving. Lucky she has Westley there for that exactly purpose, for he cleverly cuts a vine and, holding tight to it, dives in after her. Just in time to miss the giant rat-like creature trundling by.

"Oh!" Mild interest enters Rae's tone. "They have were-rats in this world. I wouldn't have thought they did."

With heroic fanfare and mighty gasps for air, Westley emerges from the sand pit with Buttercup hanging onto him. He pulls them both free, to rest and get their breath back alongside the sand pit.

"I thought this was a swamp. Do swamps usually have dry sand pits?"