[Lupin took a deep breath and forced his thoughts to slow as he listened to that calm, patient voice explaining the situation. The words were absurd, but Lupin knew that Goemon was always an honest man.]

Those words sound crazy, Goemon, but I trust you. A nasty hangover makes more sense, but even the worst one never made me feel like I was hit by a truck. At least, I feel better now than I did earlier...

Hey. I've been walking north for a while. [Lupin paused, trying to orient himself. He figured he should provide a little help to Goemon, even if it wouldn't be all that useful.] At least, I think I've been walking north. It's hard to say with all these trees...