[Maybe once upon a time, he'd have ignored the hand, but he does eventually reach out as soon as he's sure Moody Blues is recalled and out of sight. Frankly, he's glad to get off the damned bike.]

Thanks. [He grumbles it, but the intent is there.] We'll figure out the way back. Shouldn't be too bad.

Guess we should keep an eye out for the essentials. Food, water, first aid kits, that kind of shit.