Go help the woman on her knees

A blonde woman kneels on the floor, completely motionless but for her eyes and her lips which seem to be sucking a thumb. Your eyes follow the thumbs's arm to a college-age man. In one arm, he held a phone out for a selfie, careful to get both his face, and her helplessly sucking his thumb in frame.

"What are you doing?!" You chastise.

He quickly ends the video and moves away to a group of boys. Some look scared and some look excited. You pay little attention.

The woman, maybe 35, remains silently knelt in her black jeans, black boots and emerald blouse. Her mouth opens slowly again until her lips are a perfect 'O'. Her hands rest on her parted knees and her back is arched to push out her chest. Despite being expressionless, you can tell from her eyes that she's afraid and confused.

You look around at the floor and see a few beads. This artefact you had read about. You push the crowd back from the whole area to make sure nobody else touches one.

You gulp and kneel down next to her.

"I'm really sorry that this happened to you today." You take a deep breath, having not prepared to tell someone this when you woke this morning, "I have some bad news. These beads are from medieval Europe. They were used as both a form of punishment and a weapon to neutralise crowds. Unfortunately, and there's no easy way to say this, I've only read about one way to be released from this pose."

You see someone in the crowd get dangerously close to one of the beads, so you move to push them back. "Careful!"

You look around for something to safely pick them up with. You take a gift shop bag from someone in the crowd and tip their souvenirs out onto the floor, before you invert it and use it as a glove to pick up some of the stray beads.

One of the security team guides the boys from before into a different room, but boy with the thumb quickly empties out his bag and picks up the rest.

"Thank you, that's very kind of you," you say as you open your bag out for him to pour his in, which he does.

"No problem." He picks up his souvenirs and packs them back into his bag and stands with the woman.

You return to them, slightly relieved that the room was starting to empty so you can talk in a quieter voice. "It's important that you know that we've never seen this be used, so aren't exactly sure--"

"What are you saying?" he asks, concerned.

"Well, you need to complete the act of the pose."

Her eyes widen ever so slightly.

"As in?" He asks.

"Yes." You say, solemnly.

"So you can do this, or you can wait for my colleague, if she ever gets back, to help me find another solution to free you." You look at her face, trying to figure out what the small eye movements could mean. "I can see you can move your eyes. Let's say side-to-side is yes and up-down is no. Would you like me to get you moved to somewhere more private for now?"

The blonde's eyes went enthusiastically side-to-side so you wave over some security staff.

You put your hand on the young man's shoulder. "Can you go with her and make sure she's taken care of please? Thank you."