Mougin tilted his head but still took the money. He had tried to keep an open mind about this plan, and it had somewhat gone his way, but there were several lacking elements. His inexperience soured things, perhaps. Nonetheless, some outcomes had been achieved, and that was good enough. He didn't believe the problem had been solved, but he should've known things wouldn't have been this simple.

There was nothing for it, then. Mougin picked up the crate and followed Officer Charles. The metal container was lighter without its contents, and he felt the stone under his feet support his strength. He didn't really have the energy to think about the repercussions of his actions, so he didn't. Tomorrow's matters could wait for tomorrow.

Mougin trailed after the officer, making sure the children didn't lag behind.