[ That makes things more difficult. By which I mean despite his truly spectacular flips 'n' shit, some of those vines are indeed managing to to grab at his ankles. He doesn't miss a beat slashing at them with his knife. Still, this is not ideal. Through gritted teeth: ]

Sure did. You can calm the fuck down and I can patch you up, or we can wait for you to bleed yourself unconscious. I don't actually give a shit either way, to be honest.