So he couldn't quite prove whether it was his pasta salad, Mi-Ho's fried mystery treat, or Louisa's probably-raccoon stew that had done Kyu-Sik in. He was willing to bet on the latter, thankful he'd passed on it himself. Donovan winced a bit in sympathy as the other man requested that he be the one to drive them back, and he was certain that Kyu-Sik couldn't really hear him admit that he didn't know how to drive over the sound of his violent retching into the bushes. But there didn't seem to be any other solution and no reason to trouble the man more by repeating it.
Donovan had always wanted a chance to learn how to drive, anyway, a bit eager behind the wheel despite not quite knowing how to start the car. Might as well his first experience be during a time that somebody was actually counting on him as motivation for not messing it up too badly. Emphasis on too badly, because factoring in the mountains and Donovan couldn't be too optimistic about this going flawlessly. But if he managed to get them back in one piece, that's all that mattered... and if they drove off the cliff in flames then it really wouldn't matter for too long.
Nothing to worry about at all.
Catching Kyu-Sik glancing at him, expectantly, Donovan gave a cheerfully wide grin that he hoped looked reassuring and attempted to turn the key to start the ignition. It was the only hole that the key fit into, so he was certain he was on the right path. The car revved awkwardly a few times before Donovan had to finally admit defeat. "I'm not quite sure what I'm doing."