Creigh waits idly, until he suddenly realizes everyone is looking to him for a decision.

Uh ... He begins, clearly not well prepared for this stage of the plan.

We should go straight to the Marshall - Ogg will be safe there. Propably no safer place anywhere.

Ogg, for his part, digs into the satchel of food, comes up with a loaf of bread, and tears into it contentedly, apparently entirely unconcerned with his own safety.