@cloudybrews (Dorothy)
He might not be able to feel exhaustion, but he did have emotions like most living beings and right now, he felt fear. Worry. Shame. The Scarecrow didn't know how long he had been locked up, but as he stumbled through the woods over the broken up yellow brick road - it wasn't a hard guess that it's been a long time.
It was hard not to feel guilt for the current state of Oz and while they had been blindsided, it didn't make it any easier to accept. He didn't know where he could get any help either. He had hoped that the munckinland was safe, but there were only ruins there as well. Even Dorothy's old house was still there, but swallowed up by trees and shrubs.
After walking for days on end he simply found himself a tree to huddle under. Out of ideas of what to do now.