{ @twisted-instinct​ and a garbage kid get royally lost- }
    ➟ “Hm...”
 Tamotsu glanced behind themselves for what  had to be the umpteenth time at the  moment. As much as they would like to  think that they were a patient person, they  had to admit that being lost was frustrating.
 They probably should have never gone off  of the main path in the first place; as grand  as having a misadventure sounded in   concept, this was asking for a little bit much.
 Alas, this wasn't the time nor place to get  twisted into a bunch. They had to think.  And, frankly, their pseudo-companion’s  shouting wasn't helping all that much.
    ➟ “There has to be a way back to the       forest's main path. Maybe we're       going about this all wrong.”
    ➟ “... Actually, I've got a question;       you don't happen to anything that       can act like a map, or a GPS thing,       do you? It might help.”
 Their neutral tone might have made their  statement sound too matter-of-fact, but  that wasn't really their fault. They  were the one trying to think through this  situation, after all.