Chuck tucks the walking stick under one arm to free up a hand, and masks the radio with it. He lags behind a little as he does so, but just a little.

"Loc--" he fumbles, pauses, can't think of what to call the fucking guy on the other end of the radio who isn't LOCCENT. He decides to forgo it. "Back door's north, so we're headed 30 north-of-west, towards the forest."

He waits for a reply, trudging after Alistair. He honestly can't really tell where Nepeta is, but he figures she knows where they are.