[Nodding at the words, looking at him for a moment before glancing down at the water, too. He can't pretend it isn't extremely creepy for everything to be so still like this-- it's partly why he's been focusing so much on things like the treehouses and bridges: something to do, so he doesn't start feeling antsy.]
Yeah, I get that. [His hand shifts along his shoulder, squeezing gently, his fingers shifting to brush over his neck, pushing back some of his hair-- not even fully aware he's doing it, his eyes down on the water below.] You're right to trust your instincts, but remember not to let your mind run away from you.
[If you start freaking out, it'll be difficult to keep everyone else calm.]