Dustin's frown grows deeper. Unrealistic as it might be to get this done any faster with the resources he has available to him, Dustin still looks at that obvious disappointment in the Funfrond's body language as a personal failure. He's been tasked with a project and it cannot be delivered in the timeframe required - this is unacceptable, but sadly, also unavoidable. Maybe if he just puts a little more time into it than he'd originally planned, works a bit harder...

Disappointed in himself, Dustin sends the Funfrond off with a curt dance of parting, abruptly stands and wanders away, taking the precious jar of sample spores with him.