Wrenn already had a good idea of how much Vilo weighed, even when struggling. He padded twords the window, briefly looking over his shoulder. "I think I've proven I can manage that," came the sly reply, smile and wink all in one motion. Popping the lock and swinging the panes open, the stale, city alley air was let into the room. "If you want my advice, I say we go to an armorer first."