As he felt the hand in his pocket he grabbed her hand and caught her before she fell into the gutter and hurt herself. “This is why you do not pick pockets young lady. Now if you are really that hungry come with me.” Axel said softly as he put her on her feet and smiled
A small child, not even in her teens, filthy and dressed in rags, crept behind the person she could hear walking ahead of her. She edged closer, nimble fingers delving into his pockets to find a wallet. However, she didn’t anticipate the curb, and tripped on it, falling forward with a yelp, her hand still caught in his pocket. (( @seeingblind ))
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