[An unconventional exit to be sure, but it really was the easiest way for him to get them both out of the well. As for that bow, though... hmm. He regards her for a moment, tail swishing, before abruptly turning away. There's another very bright flash of light, and then—oh, hey. He's suddenly normal-sized once more, and he promptly trots a bit closer to her.]

You are welcome. [He says this somewhat stiffly, because he's not used to humans thanking him for anything? Wild. And this would be totally fine if he didn't immediately follow it up with:] When I see you again, you may repay me by finding something for me to eat. A fish is preferred, but I will never say no to a songbird.

[Is he serious? Is he joking? Hard to tell! But this is his (rude) way of saying that while he isn't nice enough to invite her along with him, he'll probably check in on her when she's settled the heck in. He has a feeling... that she'll be here for a while. Him, too.]

For the time being, you should remain near the well and look for a familiar face... or a particularly kind one? I suppose any helpful person shall do.