George nodded slowly and took the woman's arm. Moving to her feet slowly and with a lot less grace than normal. But she was on her feet again and while things were spinning slightly it was probably better in the long run that she was up and getting the heck away from there. The urgency in the woman's voice only sending that thought further home.
"Things are sort of spinny. Is that normal?" She asked when the spinning slowed long enough for George to not feel like she was on the worlds worst carousel ride and her last meal was going to make a reappearance o the ground.