"Yeah...yeah we will." He watched as Cameron laid herself down on the ground, sorrow permeating his gaze. To think of all the stuff she had gone through and for her to potentially die as a tribal sacrifice would be an insult. No, he wouldn't allow it. She, like so many people, deserved a second chance. He would do whatever he could to make sure she got it. 
"I'm gonna get us out of here." He mumbled, looking up at the twig lattice with scrutiny. There had to be a way to get up there...just had to be. 

It took him a couple of hours, but he believed he had a solution. Quietly, he had thrown the rope through one of the holes in the lattice, managing to secure it snugly in place before grabbing the knife they had given them for the burnt roast and securing the crude instrument in the pocket of his pants, hilt down and blade facing up. He continually checked for movement above as he made his preparations, wondering silently why there wasn't any guard movement. Maybe they believed that their prison was impregnable and that they would be stuck in the grip of their power for as long as they wanted. He snorted, tugging on the rope hard. No twigs broke. Good. Thankfully Justin wasn't too heavy, but he couldn't be absolutely sure that his weight wouldn't collapse the covering. He had to take the chance, though. Cameron needed to be on the ground so just in case he got captured, Cameron couldn't be blamed as an accomplice. He tugged one last time before he walked to Cameron, putting a hand on her shoulder and shaking her gently.
"Cam?" He shook her again.
"Cam, come on, get up. I think I've got a way out." He rose and slid the tray they had been given out of the way before walking to Cameron and telling her:
"So here's the deal: I've got the rope attached to the gate. I'm going to climb up the rope and use the knife they gave us to cut the branches away. If that doesn't work, I'll try and cut the hinges off. Either way, I'm going to have to move quick and grab onto the ledge before I lose my grip on the rope. If I can get up there, I can tug you up and we can make our break." Justin walked over to the rope, hands secured.
"Unless you have a modification to the plan? I'm all ears." He tugged on the rope again, sighing as he looked to Cameron, chuckling a bit.
"Well, if that's the case, I'm heading up there." He grabbed on and pulled himself up a couple of inches, the lattice grate bending inward. 
"No no no...just stay there..." He moved himself another few inches, the gate groaning under the pressure, but didn't bend any further. The pace was slow, but he managed to climb up to the top, noting that with his new view there were indeed no guards to either side. 
"Here goes nothin..." He hung onto the rope with one hand, withdrawing the knife from the other and began to saw at the left hand side of the grate. The branches were thick, but the blade they had been given was sharp enough to cut through some of the thinner branches. As he cut, he could feel the grate beginning to loosen, his grip solidifying on the rope. Upon cutting another branch, the grate gave way, forcing Justin to swing his body to the left as far as he could, hands grasping the edge of the pit. With as much effort as he could, he muscled his way up, sighing in relief. He looked down, telling Cameron as quietly as he could:
"Get the rope up here and I'll pull you up!"