[ inej bites her lower lip in thought, letting her eyes wander over kaz's shoulder toward the door, watching a few dregs come in and out from their shifts. kaz can break in and out of any lock set in front of him, and there hasn't been a room that inej hasn't been able to slip into yet. the only real concern in her mind are the dogs . . . because while she may be silent, she hasn't quite figured out how to eradicate a hound's sense of smell.

she turns it over in her mind a few times, trying to find holes in the plan. aside from the fact that it is monumentally stupid and foolish, but then, most of kaz's outlandish schemes are. ]

He may yet blame the Dime Lions.

[ her eyes flicker back toward him, still unimpressed, but it's clear that inej is turning over the plan in her head, too. taking it a little more seriously. warmed up a bit more, to the idea of doing it. ]

Pekka Rollins' men have been talking about stealing it, though I doubt they're seriously going to do it.

[ pekka has a strong hold, in ketterdam. pissing off the council doesn't exactly fall in line with his goals. but talk is talk. ]