"Very likely so," Max replied. "Is there a problem with that?"
"This is an adventure, remember? You'll be fine, I'm sure," Jenny said.
"Yes, you will. Unless you're bitten by the-" Max was interrupted by Jenny again.
"Way to be encouraging. Shut up. We'll be fine."
Jacob cast a slightly worried look at his brother.
"Sei nicht ein Feigling!" the Dewott grinned at him.
To prevent Jacob looking up at him worriedly again, Derek patted his little brother on the head in a soothing way.
"Oh, Mensch..." Jacob muttered to himself. It seemed like they had a fair way to go through the swamp before reaching Amethyst Village...
Max looked at the mud for a moment. Then, he walked away from the edge, broke a branch off of a tree, and shoved it downward into the swamp ground. Pulling it out, he looked at how far along the stick the mud went and said, "That's pretty shallow. Three or four inches, I'd say..." He showed the stick to the rest of them.
Jacob still wore a frown.
"Halt die Klappe!" Derek interrupted, lifting his brother onto his shoulders once again. "Wie lang bevor du wirst erwachsen? Ich kann dir nicht immer helfen."
"I know, I know..."
Jenny couldn't help but wonder if she would sink further than the stick had gone. However, she stepped in, and she didn't seem to go down any further. She began walking, though it was a little hard.
Derek followed, hiding his hesitance for Jacob's sake.
Max went after them. Meh. It's probably better that Derek carries him, whatever the reason. He's so short that he'd probably have a lot of trouble walking here. Wait, what about Roy?! He turned to glance at the Larvitar.
Being only a few inches shorter than Derek, he didn't seem to be having much trouble. In fact, he seemed to enjoy walking through the mud.
From one of my many conversations with That Guy:
"OOOOHHHHHHHH MARIE HAD A LITTLE LAMB—*ding* Good morning!"