[For all that Junpei has been through the wringer when it comes to life or death situations, as it were, he hasn't done much literal running for his life. And he still needs to breathe, so give him a moment as they sprint away from the snake before he can speak again, focused solely on moving his legs and clinging to Charles' hand lest he, who knows, trip and somehow roll all the way back to the snake or something—!!

So yeah, give him a moment to catch his breath; he shakes his head, and yet he still says:]

Yeah, I'm good. I'm okay. I should get more rocks, or... something.

[Just in case? Maybe? He's looking around for rocks for lack of anything else to do; doing nothing would make him feel more antsy and freaked out, so. Rocks.

And,] What if it follows us the whole way? That thing could eat Gab like an appetizer.