Save it in case the answer is wine. Maybe brandy's close enough.
[Always thinking ahead, if he can. In the meantime, he takes a step closer to the edge, then paces along it, looking for a good way down. Maybe these rocks over here... They're just within reach of a step. A little wet, though. Might be slippery. But if he lived in fear of his own clumsiness he'd never get anything done.]
Yeah, probably. Looks like there's lots of handholds.
[He shrugs off his feathered coat before he heads down, though. That can stay up top here, he doesn't really want it to get wet. Or lost somewhere in that fast-moving water.]
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[Always thinking ahead, if he can. In the meantime, he takes a step closer to the edge, then paces along it, looking for a good way down. Maybe these rocks over here... They're just within reach of a step. A little wet, though. Might be slippery. But if he lived in fear of his own clumsiness he'd never get anything done.]
Yeah, probably. Looks like there's lots of handholds.
[He shrugs off his feathered coat before he heads down, though. That can stay up top here, he doesn't really want it to get wet. Or lost somewhere in that fast-moving water.]