"So far," he says it like it's a correction to his brother's declaration of them being alone. "We all found each other in the 60's, eventually. I'm sure we'll find the others sooner or later."

He seems to almost ignore the questions he's asked all together as he starts walking again, wanting to be anywhere but near the woods right now. "I guess you gotta work on keeping your calculations right when you're travelling with so many people, huh?" It's not really a fault thing, or a blame thing, just... well. This has happened twice now, hasn't it? Maybe it's just not within Five's powers capabilities to properly jump so many people at one time.

"Where-n-when're we even at, Five?"