As Aamu was nearing her destination, Joe wrapped his big arms around her neck. Her mass adjusted so he could keep a firm grip, but he didn't exactly know how he was hanging onto her without choking her. He would have liked another hand to grab his hat in case of it falling off due to the high speed they were traveling at, but he sadly only had two. Joe turned on Aamu's back to face Solomon, who was flying at Aamu's speed. As the gargoyle descended towards Joe's head and asked for a status report, he stuck his tongue out and said, "Fuck you."<br/><br/>At least Joe wasn't Salem, who had to run all the way there. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his blond companion lagging behind him and the demons. When Aamu slowed in the plaza, Joe immediately jumped off of her back and dusted off whatever imaginary particles he thought he had accumulated during the ride there. He listened to Aamu and Solomon make plans, and then interjected, "I would like not to get overwhelmed, thanks."<br/><br/>Aamu nodded. "We'll follow the gate to the back of the manse and hop it over there. I'll shift through and find some back entrance to let you in," she instructed. Her tail snapped back and forth behind her in excitement. She turned towards Azoth, and her tail flicked towards him. "Distraction. I like that. On second thought, you barge in and we'll find a window to crawl in on the side. That way, there's a lesser chance of us being caught by patrolling guards. Does that sound good?" Aamu didn't seem concerned by the apparent superiority complex that Azoth had, or the fact that he disregarded her for the most part and only refered to Solomon. She figured it was her way or the highway, and the little stone demon would back her on it.