Breathless but finally still, Aris allows himself to lie back in the grass and close his eyes for a moment. It isn't until Winter speaks that he opens them again and tentatively lifts his aching leg enough to give the ankle a careful turn. He's always been an active guy, so the throb isn't entirely unfamiliar to him. It hurts. But he'll manage. "...Yeah. Yeah, I think so," he answers quietly, smiling a little in earnest gratitude, "Thanks you guys."

He doesn't sit up just yet, though, instead asking, "Could one of you do me favor and try the thimble?" It may not be the root, but with his mind cleared by the moment of panic he's suddenly certain that the girl in the mask is Viola and that he'd given himself away by talking to her about the thimble. So maybe...