[ Angus is still chasing after them full throttle, well aware that if he loses sight of the twins, he'll be lost in the middle of a dark forest with only a nearby campground full of pissed-off adults for company. He's so caught up in his thoughts that he practically gets clotheslined when they pop up right in front of him and stumbles backwards with another yelp, tripping over a root and landing flat on his back. ]

What? No! No, I don't--!

[ Okay, okay, no. He can't freak out like this. Angus gets back to his feet, dusting leaves off his jacket and straightening his bowtie. He needs complete sentences, here. He needs to sound less like a scared kid, and more like someone who can handle this and knows what he's doing. ]

... I don't want anything, and I'm not trying to bring you in anywhere. You just... it looked like that guy was gonna hurt you!

[ Ok, he was aiming for composure and landed somewhere between that and freaked-out sincerity, it'll have to do for now! ]