[ Oh dear. He didn't know he was writing a How To book.

Still, at this point, it's clear she doesn't want to go in the front way, and ability aside, he did say he'd let her choose. ]

In the back it is. This way.

[ They're passing an alleyway. Its dark and even more depressing than the main street, but thankfully unoccupied presently. Its also got old crates and things piled up against the wall, which itself is crumbling and full of hand- and foot- holds. All in all, an excellent route to the roof.]

How good are you at climbing? We're going up. Less guards on rooftops, less casual witnesses.