His head tilts to see the layout as it ought to be, eyes darting back and forth, trying to place numbers blotted out to their labels in the key. It takes a little while to recognize dealers as vendors, and a few moments more still to decipher its location in relation to them; he occasionally lifts his gaze, glancing over his shoulder to find landmarks, squinting belatedly after camera flashes here and there. If he keeps telling himself that nonsense has nothing to do with him, he'll soon believe it, right?

"Right," he mused, lowering his arm a bit before gesturing. "Over this way, I think."

He leads, much more capable of parting a crowd than his lady.