Aamu listened briefly to Solomon and his human making small talk at each other. When Azoth agreed, Aamu dipped her head in acknowledgement. However, when he muttered his equivalent to a finger cross behind the back, her eyes rolled in her mask, doing an almost complete rotation around her face. She looked up and reared on her haunches, leaping up and springing effortlessly into the air. She almost seemed to glide towards the window, and her claws scraped on the edges to find purchase.<br/><br/>Once she was steady, she turned towards Solomon. "Your friend has an attitude," she commented as she grappled her claws around the bars of the window. Her form bulged, almost as if she was building up her muscles right then and there. They shook for less than a split second, and the bars snapped. Hopefully, Solomon had moved his hands away by the time she did so.<br/><br/>When the bars were off, she tested it by putting one of her more humanoid hands through it, wondering whether the boys could get in. Realizing they should probably figure it out on their own, Aamu slithered in, clipping through the walls like she was made of a fine mist. She twisted her neck around to call to the two who were still on the ground. "Make haste, boys!"<br/><br/>Joe looked incredulous. He was entirely expecting Aamu to cart him around some more. He briefly glanced at Salem for some form of sympathy. He didn't budge.<br/><br/>As if Aamu sensed it, she peered out of the window again and pointed. "Vines. Climb them." She disappeared.<br/><br/>Joe sighed. Aamu was right, though. There were some vines, but even so, the stone the mansion was made out of had various grooves that Joe bet he could get his fingers in. He nodded to Salem, unsure of how to proceed. He grasped the bars of the gate, hoping that he could get over this first obstacle, and began to climb.