[Promptly rising to his feet with his journal open in his hands, he answers:] You may be nearing the village. Stay where you are; I will call for you. [He discreetly takes a deep breath before pressing on, firmly and composedly; only those more familiar with Goemon's manner would likely perceive the faint undercurrent of concern and urgency in his voice.] But if you do not see me soon, I would advise you to continue onward and attempt to contact others using your journal.

[He wouldn’t exactly like a shoeless, jacket-less Lupin to be in the cold longer than he should be.] I will be leaving now. [With a nod of finality, he snaps the book shut and heads out.