Jacque had begun to sigh in relief as whatever sort of bizarre rage Julia had come under dissipated, however the sigh was interrupted rather quickly by a sharp inhalation as the door that his arrow was embedded in was shattered by someone outside. Jacque hurriedly shouldered his quiver and bow before snatching up the box and scrambling towards the chimney. His ascent would be stopped by one of the others making mention of the fact that they would likely have some difficulty going up the chimney. Normally Jacque would have simply told the woman to either try to or stay behind for whatever was about to enter the room, however he realized that he too would have his own share of difficulty ascending the chimney thanks to the box under his arm. The man quickly glanced back, growing increasingly concerned with the shrinking window of time for an escape. And then, an idea occurred. "[color=0054a6]I'll help you up. Just hold this over your head.[/color]" He grunted before roughly shoving the box towards Marzipan's person. A scraping sound could be heard from within the box, followed by a hissing noise, not unlike the sound of dead leaves rustling as the occupant of the box took issue with being roughly moved about..