I can't stand it no more. They think I don't hear all that whispering about how I how I ain't stable? How I can't be trusted?
Well fine. These new caves are even stranger than before, with all the glowing and whatnot, and I bet they've got even nastier critters lurking about. If I can bag myself one of those, they'll realize I'm as trustworthy as the day is long. Maybe Emilia will even speak to me again.
Like my ancestor, the great pioneer Floyd-William Stafford the Third always said: the only way a man can be a man is if he's man enough to know when it's time to be a man. And right now? It's time for Rusty Stafford to be a man!