Alvaro had started whistling a song when Archer started undressing. He made a face when it turned out she's dressed below her clothes.<br/>"Wow, baby, you're a real ninja!"<br/>Then he seemed to concentrate.<br/><br/>This only concerns Archer and barring the GM allowing it, you can't even know it's happening.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Archer</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Archer?", a voice said in her head. It sounded vaguely familiar.<br/>"?Qué, chica? You didn't expect us to leave you risk your life all by yourself, did you? Listen, I'm going to try and locate whoever is shooting. If I manage it, I'll tell you the location immediately. And of course, you can think... back towards me. Just think "Alvaro, something", and I should hear it in my head. Best way to call for help there is!"</div></div>