He turns his gaze towards where she's pointing and almost squints at the mossy patch. If he tilted his head just enough, he sort of sees what she's pointing at. Very slowly he lowers his leg so she might let go of him, if she chooses to.

Otherwise, he might just have to pry her off of his leg.

"I see. Well, that does seem to be quite the skill to have. Especially when exploring caverns like these. Perhaps, you should travel with me so we can avoid more of these unfortunate traps along the way."

Ending up snared by a rope and flung into a cage in circumstances like this hardly sound like a good time to him. At least, not in a setting like this.