[Act III, Scene I] Northward
As the group move towards him, he steps back towards the bow of the boat. Smiling, "It's not my boat, we were trying to ford the river and I lost my seat and slid off, my horse swam on and I was able to grab hold of that tree sticking up out of the water over there," pointing to the tree that he had jumped from. "Lucky for me, the boat was floating by so I was able to jump in and row to the shore."
Pausing he finally does a quick check of himself, and then continues, "You are welcome to the boat," as he looks around it. "Looks like there would be plenty of room for your group."
Minding his step, he begins to move to where he can exit the boat and take control of his horse, "Where are you headed, if I might ask?"