He felt almost nervous watching the others go across. Not because he was too worried about himself. He was, this was a dangerous stunk to pull off in the best of conditions and in the best of health. They had neither. Even if some of them were fairing better in the health and physical shape than others, overall, they were all just a few breaths away from not breathing anymore.

[I]You could give up, [/i] a little voice somewhere in his head whispered. Even that was too tired sometimes to put up much of a fight.

"Or I could not," Ricky grumbled back, the sound of his voice lost in the wind as he watched the little blonde woman go across ahead of him. She was a pretty thing, what he could see if her, and sneaky too. He sometimes thought of her as a less hair hobbit, even if she wasn't quite [i]that [/i] short. Just thankfully he'd never said that outloud to her. He still wasn't certain how she would take that, even if he meant it as a compliment. 

Once she was over he took a deep breath, wishing he had a smoke so bad. But he'd been bad at rationing those. Stress made him smoke more after all. 

[I]You're just a broken chimney. [/i]

Ignoring thay he stepped out, being cautious and slow. He was a big man, this cable was not the thickest, let alone the ice and snow and wind. He was not going to fall to his death here. He wouldn’t let something so petty as a ravine be what did him in. But he felt his right foot slip when he was half way there, hands grabbing at nothing while he regained his balance like a some comic circus performer. Once he was back on, stable as could be, he hurried. It was stupid he knew, but he was done being out there. A few other close calls still brought him safely to the other side.

"Wasn't so bad," he said to no one in particular as he crunched through the snow and out of the way of the others behind him.