Uuh, I got tackled and put on a stake. I don't know which way is out.

[He gestures Stiles on ahead, nodding because they need a plan and he's not going to waste time fussing about.]

You go first, I'll cover you. See any guys about to get in your way and we'll swap, okay? [he'll probably just bull rush over anybody in their way if they really get running. The sword is tucked at his side in it's sheath, he doesn't want to have to draw it against people,]