[ Look, in all seriousness? This is exhaustion. More of that than frustration. But the exhaustion tends to make the frustration hotter and a bit more saturated than normal. John allows his arm to drop at his side as his head rolls back and he lets out a very, very raspy groan. ]

Okay.

[ John holds his hands up briefly in his defense as he turns around to face Dave. Yes. Yes at least he has a Strider. All problems are absolutely resolved. Forever. ]

Seriously? You can't disagree with me that this isn't at least a little shitty. We've got maybe a half hour of daylight left before we're about to be in the company of... Who knows what.

Honestly, I'm not so much irritated with that as I am with the prospect of wading around in the dark when I'm exhausted and hungry.

Chill pills are not food.