Rion didn't respond to Odette's words. He took the chair and climbed onto it to untie the rope that was hanging from the ceiling. However, when he looked up he felt dizzy and his neck hurt too.
"If you're dizzy, don't force yourself. I'll let it go," said Odette, watching him. "Here, let me do it."
"I don't need your help," Rion replied flatly.
"Okay." Odette crossed her arms. She knew this man was too stubborn, so she didn't insist to help him.
Fifteen seconds passed, but Rion still didn't manage to let go of the rope, and instead felt even more dizzy from looking up for too long, plus the chair kept on rocking, which made him feel even more dizzy.
Odette let out a tired breath, then held the chair so it wouldn't sway, even though Rion had said he didn't need help.
"What are you doing?" Rion asked, looking down.
"Playing chess," answered Odette lazily, raising an eyebrow.
"..."
