The talking helps. Keeps his mind off of what he's actually trying to do, and on the sound of John's voice instead. Trying to follow along with his train of thought is a lot more pleasant than thinking about the water and starting to panic.

He's on the fence as to whether a Ferris wheel is a peaceful image or not though. It's not that he dislikes them. He's not afraid of heights, not in the way that he is of water.

"I suppose so," he says, after a moment's thought. Trying hard not to think about whether he can feel John's hand on his back or not. "I guess I'd just never thought of them as peaceful before."