She's across the courtyard--and maybe it's his insatiable cat's-curiosity, but it really is completely beyond him to do anything but follow her. For a thief, she's not hiding very well, at the moment.
"Hey!" he shouts, out in the open, not particularly bothered about the stares he gets before he even gets close to her; when he does, jogging to her side as if the most casual of encounters, its a complete shit eating grin he's wearing. "You never told me your name, when you so coldly tried to steal my possessions--"












