-groans and stuffs his map back in his bag, looking around the familiar town- Rotten old man sent me the wrong way… -tugs his hood over his head, trying to hide his face, as he quickly cuts through town without being noticed-
-was rushing back home to get something when she bumped into someone, and she stopped, trying to look at who it was- Ah, I’m sorry! I wasn’t looking… -trails off, faintly recognizing the other and scrutinizing them-
…. -tugging his hood further over his face he nodded and spoke quietly, figures this would be harder than he needed it to be- It’s alright. Just be more careful. -he didn’t wait for a response, simply pushed forward trying to put distance between them-
Wait - ! -reaches her arm out instinctively, grabbing a hold of his arm- …I know you.
-fighting off the urge to settle against her he pulled away, opening his mouth before he had a chance to think over his...
dashing—thief: -sighs a little, seeming to ignore his request and instead just pulls him into a tight hug- At least keep...