It's not my fault you're a dumbass! You know, it's one thing to get lost all the damn time, it's another to not even know you're doing it. What the hell, even?

[Gripe grumble snark right back. He might start just a bit at the sudden shoulder bumping his back, but he relaxes again and harrumphs a second later.

That doesn't last long, though, because a few steps later his foot scrapes off the ledge and hits open air. He curses but manages to catch himself, and then tentatively feels for the ground again.]

...Think our shitty path here might be getting, uh. Narrower.