"Oi- fuck off!" Scarlet exclaimed, gagging as Much's sweaty armpit ended up in his face. His boot was caught on the rope, and he tried to yank it loose. "Jesus H fucking Christ- Who's got a knife they can reach? Can someone reach mine?" He was going to saw his way out of this net- he just needed the tool to do it first, and his hip was jammed against Stutely's... he wanted to say shoulder?
He was watching the trees too as he spoke, looking for a sign of their captor. Surely the guy wasn't too far away. At least he'd be around to check on his traps soon. ...possibly.