Firo eventually staggers his way to the same exit and hesitates when he sees the woman reaching down. Is it a trap? A heratbeat later, he decides he's too confused ot care. He puts his knife between his teeth as he takes the offered hand and clambers up.

Once he's out with her, the knife returns to his hadn and he looks around at the land before them. His jaw drops open at the spectacle and he's just silent for a moment before he thinks to show his gratitude. "Thanks. You got any idea where the hell we are, miss?"

He doesn't know who she is, he doesn't think, so instinct tells him to address her that way. A little politeness can't go wrong considering she seems helpful, right?