"What else am I going to do, sit around waiting to get eaten?" Or whatever that thing does to people. Mat doesn't know, doesn't want to know. Once it's trapped, it will be fine.

Well. That aspect will be fine, anyhow. Then there's everything else to deal with.

"Castiel. You already know I'm Mat. And yeah, Kell and Wilhelm are friends." He's already heading off to where there's large concentrations of vines. They'll want good strong ones, and long. Might have to tie a few together...

"And neither of them equipped for something like this. Don't think either of'em has ever had to fend for themselves like this."