The guard stared at her dumbly; she could tell, given his muscular physique, he was chosen for his brawn, and definitely not for his brains. "Uhh, no. 'E's no here, and I'm not supposed to say where he is," the guard called back. He cocked his head, as he started climbing up the trellis to get to the balcony she was on. "Eh, yeah, I should probably search you," he agreed - though it's very likely any innuendo sailed right over his head.<br/><br/>He scrambled up onto the balcony with surprising ease, though she had plenty of time to fly away, if she chose to. He was a buff, early-twenties human, with a couple of teeth missing, and short, unevenly-cut hair, probably done himself. "Alright, let me make sure you've not got anything dangerous," he said, reaching out to attempt to grope her.