"But, great lady, Gra'Zir is here," said the cat's familiar, soft voice from above. "Gra'Zir has been waiting in his own way, too."<br/>He peeked over the side of the building, which together with the adjacent targeted house made up the alley that Leera was standing in.<br/>"He was scouting the rooftops, thinking perhaps some were watching from here. Not men of the target, perhaps, but just onlookers, or fellow sneaks. Witnesses, in any case. As it is, Gra'Zir has seen nothing, and will join his comrades shortly."<br/><br/>He fastened the buckler to his side and swung over the edge, climbing down nimbly on the solid brick wall.<br/>"Gra'Zir has broken into houses before, and has procured something for us to help in the task. He has brought with him a glass-cutter. As he has just demonstrated, Gra'Zir can climb the wall to the window and cut the class, allowing him to reach inside and open, crawl in and throw a piece of rope down for you sweet giza to climb in too. But he sees what you think, "ah, good Gra'Zir, the glass will fall and shatter and make noises to alert". To that Gra'Zir is ahead of you, see!"<br/>He took a block of paper out of his little bag.<br/>"Glue paper. It sticks to the glass and so as he cuts it, the Swashy Cat can remove it as silently as a shadow. The glass will not fall. So you see, Gra'Zir contributes. Shall this be our plan, handsome friends?"