I don't know what possessed you to think I wasn't taking you out into the wilderness. Did you think, somehow, it would be figurative? Figurative camping.

[There's a moment where Dorian wonders if he should help him with that—the moment passes rather quickly. He abandons Miles to make his way towards his room, where he is indeed going to invade his closet and just throw his clothes about. A pair of pants lands in the hallway.]

It is at least a two day's trip!