Kyris shrugged, "It's fine."<br/><br/>She watched him with a half-amused smile, and lifted her "laundry bag" for him to see, "Don't worry about that. We're just two people heading out to do some laundry. Not so suspicious, as a lot of laundry places are open twenty-four hours. If you do your laundry at night, it's not as busy and you can get it done quicker. You can put your sword in here too, if you don't think you can hide it. I'll lend you a few of my knives. They're mostly made for throwing, but their not bad for close range combat either."<br/><br/>Kyris pulled the borrowed sweatshirt over her head and shook her hair out over the shoulders and hood. She was surprised at how long it had gotten.<br/><br/>"Here's the deal," she said once he appeared to be ready, "We're not going to turn in our keys or give any indication that we're not returning. We're just heading out for a little while to do laundry, if anyone asks. After that, I know I saw a laundromat down the road a little ways-- we'll head towards it, and as soon as we're out of that car's range, we'll change direction. Ideally, I'd like to have a map, but this is mostly improvisation. In the even that the car follows us: We'll enter the laundromat and head for the back. Most places have an employee exit at the back. We'll take that and try again. Sound alright?"