[The BAU has been trying to fatten him up for years, and he still looks like a praying mantis. Good luck making any progress.]

Yeah, I... yeah, I have Tylenol. Or this world's equivalent. I'm prepared. [Too bad it'll do fuck all for the massive migraine he's going to get any day now. He's gone too long without one and the world likes to make him miserable.]

Aren't the animals further up the routes more powerful? How could you travel on foot after that?