Foster's eyes shutter closed, then open halfway so he regards her with something like... disappointment.

"Now it just sounds like you're planning to fall."

He pauses, thinking. He knows what he needs to make happen here. He knows what won't work. What else...

...ah.

He smiles then, bright and open and sincere.

"Here, I know. I'll go first. If someone like me can do it, then obviously you can!"

And so saying, he grabs the edge of their cart, peering over the edge for just a moment before climbing over its rail.