He shrugged at her question. "Because the timing wasn't right. Will you be willing to forgo any plans for tonight? I figure a good blast of dragon fire onto the night patrols, before setting the home aflame, would be a delightful wake up call for him. Besides, the assassin's weren't entirely behind us, and they are the next stop. Once they have given an answer, I will return here, and make plans. Once that is done, I will rest back at the guild, while you leave to resume your natural glory, and then we strike. But wait until I return, as striking early will leave me without proper preparation. And a lack of proper preparation for a thief often leaves him preforming the hemp fandango before a crowd at dawn with a hooded official ensuring it is properly preformed."