"A walk'll do me good. Plus, 'keeps you from fucking crashing us," It wasn't the prospect of riding bitch that threw Toby off- he was genuinely interested in getting out, getting some fresh air. Had he actually had clothes when he fell from the sky, he probably would have taken a walk through Central, before getting panicked.
He let Chris lead the way, walking in silence, more interested in the scenery than thinkign about what they were heading to do.