He keeps up pace alongside her, trying to keep his eyes on where he's going and where the creature is, though his success with the latter is limited.

"...No." He is patently terrible with directions, and he really has no clue where they are or what direction they're going in.

So he calls to the air instead; he's got an idea that he figures is worth a shot. "Timcanpy!" --And down from the sky zooms a faceless golden ball about the size of cantaloupe, with long thin wings and a tufted tail. "Find the nearest safe building!"

And Timcanpy obediently darts off at an impressive speed, in search of one. He won't be able to come back and report his findings for a few moments, though.