Jono idly plays with her other knife. “If I find out you gave me faulty information, I [i]will[/i] find you. I can’t guarantee the same for anyone else though,” she threatens in a low snarl. She sighs and reports the thieves then unpins the one attached to a tree. “Go. Tell your leader to gather an army, or don’t. I don’t care, just get out of my sight,” she hisses, and the thief scampers off. She huffs and turns to the knight. “You alright, kid?”