Charlie squints after the line of Nate's arm, raising a hand to shield his eyes from the sun so he can get a proper look at the thing. There's some show of considering the options given, but if anyone is surprised when he opts for "Plan B seems like the best way to cover our tracks over simply inconveniencing someone's day", then they ought to be put out of their own misery as clearly: too stupid to live.

Letting his hand fall away, he takes a moment to check the contents of the kit at his hip. Lighter's there, so fire is entirely feasible. "Alright, c'mon then," he says, downright chipper over the idea of blowing something up as he ducks forward through the underbrush.