[His gaze is fixed on the path. He's white as a sheet and covered in a cold sweat, keeping his breathing deliberately even in an effort to keep the panic from creeping back in.

Unfortunately, walking around under the trees isn't doing anything for his goal, so he'll have to do something else.

When they get to a lawn area with a couple scattered trees, he pauses for a moment, considering it... then sets his jaw and starts heading over toward one.]