He winced and sighed,<em>"so much for sociable."</em><br/><br/>He turned to face her,<em>"we're going where we aren't wanted... Maison D'Arque. Home of Henry D'Arque, and probably one of the richest men in the country. If anyone can help us, it's Cassandra, his daughter."</em><br/><br/>He got up and grabbed a black shirt and pants and quickly changed into them,<em>"I've gotten in plenty of times. However, I'm not sure how we're going to get you past the guards... I could take out the guards one by one, but that's really just going to cause a commotion. Plus, you need to be dressed for the occasion. The clothes I bought, won't cut it, and we just don't have the time to buy you something elegant."</em><br/><br/><em>"You said you wouldn't kill anyone, and that's fine, but you will have to do some other, less-than-upstanding things to get by. In this case, we'll need a vehicle to get there in time. This time, it'll be something you can sit in safely, and I'll need you to focus on where cops are, because the cops are going to put out a Silver Alert once they discover the car gone. We just have to take something that, hopefully, no one will notice is gone for a while,"</em>he stretched to loosen the bandages and his muscles.<br/><br/><em>"Oh, and about the hospital thing, that's not an option. If either of us is severely hurt, we find someone who works underground, we stick it out, or we die... Hospitals have cameras, and they sure as hell feed into SpECTRe's network. It's one thing for me to get into one and out in a few minutes, it's wholly another to be treated there."</em><br/><br/>He grabbed the pistol off the table,<em>"also, I'll have to borrow your gun, since you can't be carrying one when you go in."</em>