Wait, hold up; there were two coming up the side of the building, one larger and the other smaller, neither hidden. He could hear them now. Was one of them… crying? Curiosity piqued, Handy readopted his glamour and navigated his way to the other side of the room, to a window covered by a thin slab of chiselled rock. It was hinged upwards, so he lifted it up to look out through the partially warped glass.