Your attempt is.... well, it's something, Kaworu. She can't help but feel like she's being a bit ignored, though.

She makes sure to gather the flower she dropped up, as well as another of a different color, from the spot she landed in.

"Bottles...?" Pyrrha starts the slow, and somewhat sore, climb back up, prepared to meet Komaeda halfway if she can. "What are bottles of liquid doing in a box, half-buried in the ground?"