He looks between her face and Antonio's sleeping angelic features, even if they are a little grubby. Perhaps a little bit of a cleaning would be necessary before going to the clinic. Lucky his office insn't too far. His brain starts rattling of lists of supplies when she mentions sneaking him in. A smaller bed for him, he supposes. Clothing. Toys. Sneaking stuff he knows about. He had never sneaked a child though anywhere. She would have to be extremely careful.  "Maybe we should get him cleaned up a little bit in my office building. We could do a little bit of shopping just around the plaza. You'll have to ask him up when he wakes up if he knows his last name. We might be able to find out about his family if he does."