[Hmm, he's definitely going to keep that first comment in mind, so he can ask her about it later. Just what could she be searching for that he can't acquire? For now, though, he's focusing on warm thoughts, laughing quietly at her calling him strong and sturdy.]

If you continue to flatter me like that, Shijou-san, someone may come to our rescue just to scold my ego into place. [That's one method of rescue, he supposes.] Hm? Is there something wrong?

[But with a more careful look at her phone, he understands. Pulling out his own, he taps at it a few times only to find the same problem.] Ah, I see. So we truly are in a situation just like that out of a manga. Stranded, our phones mysteriously unable to function, the night nearing and no sign of shelter... [But scenarios like this in real life don't have a happy ending.

He keeps that to himself, this time.]