Rudolph had moved away after laying the cloak over Gwen's sleeping form. He started to riffle through the drawers and shelves, pocketing thread and ribbons and anything else that happened to be useful. Finding a pattern book, he took it down to look through it when Gwen picked that moment to move. Freezing, he used his peripheral vision to watch her. She just had to pick now to wake up was all he could think as he tried to think of an escape plan. Maybe if he just kept...Oh great. She was crying now. He couldn't stand to see people cry.<br/><br/>Softly closing the book, he set it back on the shelf and moved towards her. "Hey there. Easy now. Don't cry. No one is gonna hurt you. Now I'm just gonna back out slowl'. No screamin'. Okay?" He hoped his message got through to her. As much as he wanted to comfort and dry those tears as he often did with his urchins, he couldn't afford to have her panic and call the coppers on him. He needed to be out of jail thank you very much. She could still scream, but he would hopefully have a head start by them. Oh, he really couldn't stand to see her cry. "Please smile just a little. I can't leave you crying like that." He thought for a moment of hugging her, but decided that the nearby scissors made that a bad idea. A very bad idea.