[Did he really just tell her to shut up. Really. Her magic clearly isn't the only thing that's thorny. She is so unimpressed right now.]

Oh yes, very well. Let's be off. I shouldn't keep you waiting.

[Orphea and her magic floating thorn chair approach the first wall which she all too easily crosses over because flying isn't cheating and this is fine. The seat he's on however doesn't pass so smoothly, with it catching the top of the wall and jostling him hard.]

Oops. [Look at her. Being so clumsy. Oh no.] Try to keep your hands and legs tucked in. It might be a bumpy ride.

[Or it could go very smoothly. That's all on him however.]