[ he frowns, shaking his head in what appears to be genuine dismayed regret. ]

Nah, I left my construction materials in my other ass.

[ alas, the woes of changing purses without proper foresight. or asses, whatever. but lo and behold, he's in the company of a goat whisperer. it might not be as flashy as a goat sled, but herding them back into the village will probably be at least half as appreciated. ]

This is your time, Travis. It's up to you to lead these wayward wooly boys to providence.