Tycho had been sat across the street from the target home for a fair while now. He was seated upon a wooden crate that some merchant had probably left behind, and clothed in his studded leather armour with weapons accompanying. In his time before this meeting, he had been carefully scrutinizing the details of the home that they were to steal from. It didn't look to be much in the way of special, and it's overall design was akin to the rest of the homes in this part of the city...and they were hardly much when faced with someone versed in the arts of entering places they weren't to be in.<br/><br/>Noticing that some of his erstwhile...comrades, if they could be called as such, had already met. The shifty grey-skinned male in the leather coat, and the short Gnomish lady that seemed to be able to go from burning rage to harmless as a kitten in no time at all. Standing up from his seat, Tycho stretched before leisurely walking over to them, just in time to hear the Gnomish lady say 'D'you think they'll all show up?'<br/><br/>"Whether they show up or not, only hope that the people that bring themselves are competent enough. The guards here are not exactly the kindly type after all." He said to her, nodding a slight greeting to the shifty man.