He keeps an eye on Matt as he navigates the darkness. The only light to see by is the sickly glow of the mushrooms that sprout along the rocks. Somewhere off in the distance, he can see the warmer glow thrown by a campfire, like a star to align his internal compass to.

"I just remembered you were telling everyone about her birthday, so..."

He shrugs. No, he doesn't know where he was going with that either.