"Unless he's got a cadre that knows what we look like, we should be fine." He replied, though he was already preparing himself to bolt if they had to, "Let me know when we're clear, I'll bring this one in, let them figure it out for themselves when they wake up."

He'd swung himself up easily to his chosen perch once more, keeping an eye on the corridor and the edge of the crowd beyond, where he could see them here and there, "Don't have to say anything until you're done." Since he knew that her talking to him would confuse their mark further, which was counterproductive.