Much grinned down at Stutely's warning about his head, hanging off the tree with one arm and knocking his skull with the other. "What, this thing? Unbreakable!" he grinned down. Trees! He missed trees, even soaking wet ones like this, even in the cold. It was a tree he was using on a rescue mission, though, and Much couldn't fault it. Even when it betrayed him and he slipped, catching himself before he fell but biting his tongue while he did so.
"SHUT UP," he shouted down (with tiny bit of a lisp on the s, there) as he righted himself. "Meant to do that! Hey, trees look a bit thicker to the west, wanna try that way? North and west a bit?" He peered straight down, not that he could make out details of Stutely's map from here.