( The rude noise Geto makes is loud and irritated. He doesn't have to see what Satoru is currently up to, he senses it. )

You're a child.

( Half sneered. He's certainly not going to let any of the rest of that sentence land. He's not interested, doesn't care, won't think about it. He's far too busy trying to keep his driving steady, teeth grinding every time the van rattles a bit too loudly. Still, his knuckled grip is lessening little by little. )

Then why didn't you travel with them? Hm? You're willing to let them out here undefended? Shouldn't you look after them better?