He gave a soft 'eugh' at the name, and pressed his tongue briefly against the inside of his cheek that he'd cut.

"I'll figure it out." It was a reflex to reach out and snatch his cane from the ether. Instead, he awkwardly grasped air, sighed, and jammed his hands in his pockets before he turned and began NOT a walk of shame, but a WALK OF DIGNITY!

"It's a nice day for a walk, anyway."