[A short breath of surprise puffs out of Spy's mouth as his head is pushed onto Scout's shoulder. His arm and stomach tense, but once it's clear Scout isn't planning to inflict bodily harm upon him, he relaxes again.]

It's risky. We do not know where t'ey lead. In addition to t'at, we must consider t'e noise it would make to walk t'rough t'em. It is not a bad idea, considering I doubt security would assume it is anyt'ing beyond vermin. It might be wort' a try if I can figure out t'e networking of it.

[Is he getting sleepy? In any case, his voice is softer now, his words rumbling against Scout's chest.]