Nothing below her waist in height per that guideline.

“Sounds like a plan,” she says in agreement. She has confidence the saw will not be needed, but she has been wrong before and would not tempt misfortune by saying the thought aloud. Crouching back down, she drops the items she pulled out back into her rucksack and dons the bag on her shoulders.

“Right! See you soon!” she says cheerfully and turns to walk over the tunnels.