A helpful answer, as expected. Dustin huffs and throws his hands up in frustration. "Fine," he snaps, turning away. "Do whatever, I guess. See if I care."

And then he flops back next to the campfire. For a minute or so after that, Dustin is far too flustered to pay attention to much of anything other than the back of Link's head, glaring all the mean thoughts into it like a pair of daggers. It isn't until he has the time to simmer that he actually accepts that Link isn't here to annoy him specifically. He's just, well. Looking. Just like Dustin is, except his gaze has been turned upward instead of at the horizon.

He finally breaks that long, awkward silence with a deep sigh. "...Have you seen the map?" Dustin asks.