"It seems that way. And here I left my ornithopter in my spare pair of jeans."

Gordon stepped out onto a lower rooftop, squinting up at Connor and the Egg Carrier both in his line of sight. Gordon had also been roughed up down on school grounds and was not as skilled at climbing as Connor, in fact he was a little astounded at the man's abilities.

For the record... he'd taken the elevator.

"We can't do anything from down here. What we need is something small and maneuverable, that has the ability to vertically land so we can deploy once we get up there..." He mutters aloud, shielding his eyes from the sun. "...Or a catapult, if you're into breaking every bone in your body."