[He gets a gold star for not throwing up, but she still shushes him curtly before dragging him down to kneel and most importantly duck.]

We're on the roof, not invisible, Jacob. Actually - [That's a good point. She puts out a quick Notice-Me-Not spell on both of them - still won't turn them invisible, but at least if they keep quiet, the guards down on street level won't ever look up.

Now that's sorted, she turns to him, pushing her palla off her head since it was honestly getting in the way.] I told you, magic. I'm a witch. You're clearly a criminal of some type - thief? Regardless, introductions made, now how do we get inside from the roof?"