A smile sliced across that handsome face of his and he nodded. His arms held her comfortably tight, one bracing against her side back, the other looped over her thighs. Rhysand couldn't help but squeeze his fingers against that flesh even as he let himself relax and rest, eyes still closed.
"We will find an exit," he assured. Perhaps with Loki's magnificent power and his own, most powerful of his particular realm, they could rend an opening.