Y/N speeds back to where Michriu and Nazuna looking drenched and he has an annoyed expression on his face.

Y/N: So, I crashed into the cold dark water of the Pacific. I realized a few things, A: I have no idea where I'm going, B: Salt water stings, C: I shouldn't even be on this planet right now but I am. Why? Because you shot me!

Michiru: We know.

Y/N: YOU SHOT ME!!

Nazuna: Alright, we heard you the first time you don't have to pile it on good grief.

Y/N: I'm wet, I'm cold, there's a fish on my head! And clearly, I'm not gonna be able to do this on my own

Michiru and Nazuna looked at the blue alien while he just stood there.

Michiru: Alright, get in the truck.

Y/N: Really? You're gonna help me?

Michiru: I guess it is a little bit of our fault that all this is happening to you.

Y/N: Not a little bit, entirely. It is entirely your fault.

Nazuna: Okay, it is entirely our fault, are you coming?

Y/N: Yes.

Y/N gets inside the truck.

Y/N: Roadtrip! Woohoo!

Michiru and Nazuna: [Sigh] What are we doing?