I could turn back around but...ugh. Who wants to do that?

[He's on the road and seeing new stuff, and that's more exciting than just turning around and back tracking. The newness would wear off and it'd be less fun, he's sure.] Coulda, shoulda, woulda I suppose. It's not going to kill me, so I'll just hold out till then.

[He smiles at the Sentret bouncing in the background, endless energy that it had, and considers getting one himself. Maybe. No guarantee it'd be like that one though.]

She's escaped. Man, some days I'd envy that energy. [Even if he could rival that energy most of the time.]