As long as Loki wasn't stuck too good in there, then when he pulled the vine to haul the man to shore, it should hold. But damn, was that molasses thick!

"Gosh dang it to heck, the fudge they put in there?!" Boothill couldn't help but gripe and he pulled hard. He just hoped the vine didn't snap under the pressure. He could probably find another but he didn't really want to leave the guy again. "Try to push if yer feet are touchin' the ground."