"Frisk--" He frowns, his shoulders hunching slightly, and casts another glance at the river.

He stays as close behind them as he can, making it a good few steps further. He's getting a little more used to keeping his footing as they go, and it's seeming a little more like they might be able to get past this river without incident.

And then, whether the rock under his shoe falls out of place, or is just too damp to get a grip on, his footing is suddenly gone.