I didn't lose anything, it's called scouting, moron. It's something that only geniuses like me have the sense to think of, apparently! [except he... did kind of lose them, since Dynamo wasn't supposed to get stuck like that and he'd been getting pretty worried... but it all worked out in the end, so it's fine! He's responsible!!] And Dynamo is a Nasod, not a polkamon or whatever. Get it right next time.

[but anyway, he's not alone anymore, so maybe he can finally relax a little... though that dog sure is glaring at him. The dog is also a lot bigger than he was anticipating. He folds his arms, trying to stand a little taller in an attempt to not look intimidated (he's totally getting intimidated, good thing he's not actually a physical attacker).]

Well? The hell are you just standing around for? We're not too far from the next rest area, so we should probably head that way first. Unless you'd rather wander around in circles by yourself for another hour.