Aryl looked over to Coyote a moment, not really understanding.  He met so many girls who had been told that they'd have to change their body in order to be beautiful, that the only way that they could be wanted would be if they had themselves changed with various surgeries to be the image of someone else's perfection.  It disgusted him.<br/><br/>He didn't understand that she really wanted to be an elf, but then, he'd never even considered that people would want to be anything other than themselves or just human.  He still remembered the first time some drek Humanis with a blade tried to claim that Aryl could just be normal after the freak cut the "knifey ears" off.<br/><br/>For now, he would just be silent on the matter, but someday he hoped to tell her that she could be beautiful no matter what she wanted to be, and that she shouldn't have to conform to someone else's ideas of perfection.<br/><br/>At the thought of the layout, he simply nodded his agreement.  "If you can find the layout pretty easily, maybe from public records, I'd suggest to go for it.  I don't suggest breaking into their security until we're on-site, though."