...Fair enough. I can't make any promises that I'll run into them before you do, they're both out and about in this forest somewhere.

[He does, however... whip out a phone and apparently compose a text on the spot, with all the speed of any millennial with a touch screen and a decade of texting experience. Who knows if those two will check their messages in any kind of a timely fashion, though.

Then he shoves his phone back in his coat pocket.]

...Yours each get one punch. I promised Junpei and Heart, may as well make it blanket policy. ...Heart doesn't get his without a medical standby, though.