Have you ever tried to walk through a forest-ish place with your mind constantly superimposing lines and angles and other random geometric designs on every collection of tree branches you pass under? Of course you haven’t, but trust me, it’s a little disorienting.
Half-way home, it occurred to me that I hadn’t asked Xander about all these advanced mathematical designs popping out of my head nor had I gotten any sort of information about my father. I considered turning around and heading back but a) I was pretty sure he didn’t want to see me and b) I was pretty sure I’d get lost if I tried to find his RV.