Frisk picks their way along with more care, but once the pair of them reach a relatively clear path Frisk seems to relax and speed up a little bit. Ahead the sound of rushing water can be heard, but once they come in sight of the river Frisk starts cutting through the underbrush again to keep them parallel with it. It's not too difficult to pick a path through, but it definitely takes some concentration.

"Are all the mushis little? I only ever saw little ones." So of course Frisk strikes up a conversation.