[He grabs her in return, both to try to maintain his own balance and, hopefully, keep her on her feet. The silken rope continues to move and coil around them, part of the cord wrapping around his wrist and then winding around them, forcing them to be pressed flush together.]

You're too kind. I feel as though I should apologize for the situation we've found ourselves in. [He looks down at her, expression unintentionally fierce despite sounding polite. His annoyance is at these magical little tricks and not her.]

I'm unharmed, but whatever is happening does not appear to be done. Are you alright?