For all his bluff confidence, Much was looking none too steady up there, and Stutely shot him a narrow look before frowning at the map again. North and a bit west... that would have them heading back in the vague direction of the river. If they were anywhere near where he was guessing they were – and, to be honest, it'd been a good while since he'd had to navigate in the woods, so they might not be – that would put them on a path to intersect with one of the smaller streams... he thought.