A thousand thoughts flew through Larea's mind as the scene unfolded in front of her; one moment the coins she had organized so neatly at her side were being taken from her, and the next they were all over the ground.. along with her and the would-be thief. Not only that, but his leg had somehow gotten caught in her robes, creating another awkward situation entirely. As much as she wanted to keep laying there, pretending she wasn't being robbed, now wasn't the time. She set about correcting herself as quickly as she could, untangling her robes and letting her assailant's leg free. The entire time, he just.. laid there? What kind of thief was this?<br/><br/>Once she had righted herself, she finally had a chance to look at him. Now this was something unexpected.. as far as she could tell, he was just a young boy, no older than 15 at the most. She felt a twinge of guilt; what could drive someone so young to such drastic measures? The same reasons she herself had found work here, of course. Food and shelter. The idea that a child could be forced to travel alone, let alone with no money for food or shelter, pained her deeply.<br/><br/>Despite knowing nothing about him, thievery was a path she didn't wish for anyone. Had she the vocal cords to do so, she likely would have scolded him for it. Seeing as that was out of her capability though, she decided on the next best thing, gathering up all of the spilled coins laying around them; 13 silver and 10 copper pieces. 6 of the silver and 5 of the copper went back into her bag; the rest remained in her hand as she tapped the boy's shoulder, hoping to nudge him out of the daze he was likely in. After getting his attention, she held the coins forward, offering them to him with a gentle, almost motherly smile. This way he wouldn't have to resort to stealing.