Janius had his fist clasped in his hand on the table in front of him. His brow lifted when he looked to Meesei. "No, I only had some coins and a pen knife in it. I don't think there should be any concern now that he has been caught." He looked to his hands. "I apologise for the reaction. It was...more than was needed. This hot weather gets under my skin."

Fendros leaned forward, taking a breath to word himself carefully. "Not that anyone necessarily did anything wrong, but what the thief said to Julan...It was insensitive, yes, but I think he also noticed something unusual. He wasn't just slurring hate."

"Even if he suspected something, what would the guards do? Arrest us for Julan's strength?" Janius responded with a small smile. "Anyone with trained footwork can leverage themselves to out-pull people bigger than them. It's not a reasonable suspicion to act upon."

Sabine chimed in as well. "We will not have to worry if we can find the axe quickly."