Presley is so occupied with trying to stop his idiotic friends from stampeding out at who-knows-what hour that he's powerless to stop Raccoon Felicity from scurrying through the door. Really, she probably saved them some time, but Presley's expression shows little gratefulness at this moment.

"If you all insist on coming along, then no one wander off," he snaps. If Patrice isn't here, then where? What could he be possibly doing? How much of an overreaction would it be to tell Dr. Ranui right now? "Someone... someone check the journals. Maybe he's having a midnight rendezvous or whatever. I'm going to search the common room and cavern."