As Jacque continued to flee the scene of his crimes, the sirens started getting a bit close for his comfort, leaving him with fewer and fewer options. He couldn't exactly slow to walk and act normal, with a breaking and entering having just taken place the police would no doubt question his duffel bag, and although Jacque was a semi-decent crook, he wasn't the best of liars. The boy saw an alley way up ahead and smirked, "It would seem fate hasn't fully abandoned me after all." he said with a chuckle before making the sharp turn into the alley. Once out of sight, Jacque extended the arm he'd made from water up as far as it would reached, grasping firmly onto the edge of the roof before pulling himself up. He was safe, at least for the time being, all that he needed to do now was wait until it got darker or the police cleared the area, 'Might as well get comfy' Jacque internally mused before willing the water back into his camel pack, capping it, the lying on the roof and staring at the clouds with the bag as a makeshift pillow.