That could've gone better. Cayde shoved himself up from the ground, blinking as he looked around, half-expecting someone to be on them for arrest and surprised to find that they had the place to themselves. Weird.

He dusted himself as he wandered over to join Tony, peering out the door. "She had eyes on you first," he snorted, scanning the rest of the onlookers. "How about Lady Snitch? You see her? ...or the one we were looking for? Hedda or something, wasn't it?"