Tuck glanced back and forth between all of them, trying to figure out what they meant. Until his eyes fell on Robin, who absolutely understood what the game plan was here. His expression was ever-so-slightly grim, and Tuck felt his stomach clench in horror. "W- Wait, no-"
"Friar, someone has to go in," Robin said, trying to be gentle about it. "To get the layout. The schedule. How many guards. How many people. All of that. They can pray the information to Michael or Francis-"
"Why Will!" Tuck stood up then, feeling quite bad about causing a scene in front of Asterion and Erato. But honestly, why Will. "You- You can't- Please-" All of a sudden Tuck's blood was rushing in his ears and he felt panicked. Oh god, anything could happen to him!