Stiles snorts, like it would be that easy. "She'll probably take that as an insult." From what he knows of Gabi so far, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be willing to play along with something like that at all. Especially when she doesn't really know them well. "It would probably easier for you to borrow one of her unused pillows." He uses the term borrow in the loosest sense of the word, because if there was a way to smuggle some of the bedding out of here, he probably would do it, and there has to be extra sheets and things around here somewhere. Too bad you can't really hide much in these jumpsuits.
So the layout of the suite is pretty straightforward - the door opening into the wide living room that branches off into the kitchen, and a hallway leading to the bedroom. There might be an office or another spare room, and a wall closet, but they'll have to check those doors to be sure.
"She hasn't been demoted for it," he murmurs. "So her abilities haven't been deemed enough of a risk to outweigh what she's done to make herself useful."
Stiles froze when Gabi had asked to know what they're up too, glancing back at Cisco and making a 'why me' face back at his expression. He can come up with stories, but they're not the greatest.
"We were checking around for other methods of entry, besides the obvious ones," he bullshits, after looking over her room again. He steps further out into the hallway, where he can see Gabi, holding a pan. "I had a little trouble when I was checking under the bed for vents."
"I got stuck," he clarifies at the confused look she gives him, which yeah, he was kind of expecting that peeved expression. Though given that he'd already annoyed her once already, it's not like he could make it that much worse for himself.
"But the windows are fine, and even if someone wanted to try parkouring their way up the side of the building, they need a glass cutter to get through." And the fact an assailant would have to get through him and Cisco if they'd tried the door is implied.
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So the layout of the suite is pretty straightforward - the door opening into the wide living room that branches off into the kitchen, and a hallway leading to the bedroom. There might be an office or another spare room, and a wall closet, but they'll have to check those doors to be sure.
"She hasn't been demoted for it," he murmurs. "So her abilities haven't been deemed enough of a risk to outweigh what she's done to make herself useful."
Stiles froze when Gabi had asked to know what they're up too, glancing back at Cisco and making a 'why me' face back at his expression. He can come up with stories, but they're not the greatest.
"We were checking around for other methods of entry, besides the obvious ones," he bullshits, after looking over her room again. He steps further out into the hallway, where he can see Gabi, holding a pan. "I had a little trouble when I was checking under the bed for vents."
"I got stuck," he clarifies at the confused look she gives him, which yeah, he was kind of expecting that peeved expression. Though given that he'd already annoyed her once already, it's not like he could make it that much worse for himself.
"But the windows are fine, and even if someone wanted to try parkouring their way up the side of the building, they need a glass cutter to get through." And the fact an assailant would have to get through him and Cisco if they'd tried the door is implied.