As the other were arguing, Jared waited for his bird. When it came back, he held up his hand once more and let the bird land on his finger. The mechanical bird chirpped twice and puffed out its chest, which was a lacrima. The lacrima was used to record the bird's flight. With it, Jared could scout an area before even heading out. "Gute arbeit," he said nodding approvingly of his little device, "STERBEN!" The little bird turned off and Jared put him back in the bag.
"Well," he said toward the others, "Good news and bad news. Good news is, Fairy Tail isn't there yet so we have time to move in. The bad news is, there is one person there already. I can't identify him, he has a hood on." He walked over to Charlie and asked him quietly, "You don't think that is the other twin waiting for Drake, do you?" They were two of the only three people that knew about the twins and he didn't care for his other guild members to know about such matters.
"Well," he said toward the others, "Good news and bad news. Good news is, Fairy Tail isn't there yet so we have time to move in. The bad news is, there is one person there already. I can't identify him, he has a hood on." He walked over to Charlie and asked him quietly, "You don't think that is the other twin waiting for Drake, do you?" They were two of the only three people that knew about the twins and he didn't care for his other guild members to know about such matters.