Nero had to admit, this sneaky entering and trying to pass by unspotted wasn't his style. Yet, he kept quiet, remembering those old, boring classes in the Order on how to infiltrate a hostile area. He tended to not listen at Credo's teachings, but he did remember the basics - everything should be reckoned and identified before actually moving.
Yeah. He hated that kind of bullshit.
"Got it," he nodded, reaching near his thigh to unlock the safety of his revolver, his coat hiding it casually, and held his sword firmly again.
His eyes followed Cloud's line of vision and a dark eyebrow arched. "Think you can fly one of those? Might be handy."