[Woods are woods, even the sort that you get lost in and have creepy childish giggling all over the place, so he's not really all that frightened or having much of a desire to leave quite yet. It also helps that Kimbley is amusing him greatly.]

Good luck finding the exit!

[And twenty minutes later, he's back leaning against a tree, though a slightly different one. Not that it's easy to tell since most people can't really differentiate between trees all too often.]

A bit. I was over there-ish [he points over near where Kimbley's standing] and now I'm over here. Looks like you didn't find the way out. I told you so.