[Yes, but he's their little baby. Big difference. But he snorts at Nate's text- he has no idea how accurate that statement is to his experience- but soon the audio comes in and he tucks his arms behind his head, content to let his phone float by his face.]

I mean, it's a fucking building. There's no magic wards, no alarm systems, not even people there 24/7. I've stolen so much shit in my life, that ain't even a target, that's a pupu platter.

[Though now he really does want to see Nate in action. Just because he doesn't have magic to assist doesn't mean he won't be able to handle it- Carey does it all the time. If Nate's even half as good as her, he could have all those shards in his pocket in 10 minutes flat.]

How many times've you scouted the lab?