"Wouldn't dream of it." he mutters, beginning to move along the path. He assumes Nico will follow, there being no other real path for him to go down. "And don't go telling anyone I was helpful. People will start expecting things of me. We can't have that."

Sighing, he pushed past a group of rather green branches, fighting slightly with them as he moved through. Crowley was clearly not built for this task either, but is somehow managing, likely due to his use of minor miracles when he gets stuck.

"Do we at least know what direction we should be headed in?" he asks, looking over his shoulder.