Abraham leaned against the back wall, listening intently, his black locks hanging over the left side of his face. He fingered executioner under his coat as he listened. "What's the layout of the facility?" he asked in a low but soft voice. Abraham was already formulating an idea in his mind, involving vents. If the facility was well ventilated, it could prove as an access point for one of the smaller members. While Abraham himself wouldn't be able to fit, a small member could sneak in and open a larger access point and allow the rest of the team to infiltrate.