Tristan follows the indicated way until he hears the other man call out in what he can only assume was pain. After all, the other fell and the huge plant now looks as it it wants to make a festive meal out of him.
But then there is fire. Tristan takes the chance and runs back to pull the other - fire maker, the thinks - out of the plants way.
"That really, really, really is no chizzing sim," he speaks. If it is screamed or whispered he cannot tell.