If he weren't already in working mode, he'd smile at being given orders; but right now, getting set up and in position by the time anyone's here is more important.

Time's an investment. He moves through the snow like no human can, jumping into sheltered areas and climbing along them to a better point to leap again. He makes a few pieces of cover into rather more unwelcoming places than they look, then moves to rig the nearest ways out.

Once that's done, he goes around and up, climbing and jumping until he's on the rooftop opposite Goldy. He stays low and out of sight getting into position.

It's not the most stable rooftop he's ever been on, but he's confident it won't be in danger of falling until it's been hit a few times. . . and by then, he'll be down in the street anyway.