Jessica looks up from her unaccomplished knotting work, a little taken aback. Where does this lad get off coming to her rescue when she doesn't need it?

"No, no," she replies pertly. "Thank you."

She can do this, so her words are devoid of any real gratitude. To be honest, it took quite a lot of effort to bite back a more scathing turn down.

She returns to her task with renewed determination.

Over and around, then pull through the loops... annnd... she is left with a balled mess of rope that can't really even be classified as a knot. Frustration and confusion are both apparent in the resulting scowl.