Three collections of charity rations were in her arms, she couldn't help but clutch them within her arms. She saw the pallet land, but wasn't about to get more than she could run away with. The crowd around her prevented her from making a clean getaway. It might have been considered luck that the thump of a pallet landing cleared the crowd from her, but she was so busy protecting her her food and absent mindedly assuming a crowd in her hunger that she didn't take the opportunity to leave right away. Normally, it wouldn't have been a big deal except for the big guy within range approaching her from behind. She sensed she was caught, clutching her three parcels. She turned to face the... really big guy.<br/><br/>"errrmmmmmm........"<br/><br/>Shock out of the way, her excuse popped up in her head.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry mister, I have a really big family to feed, so please don't take my extra rations, they're for my sick father and one legged brother."<br/><br/>She blinked cutely, he was probably a big old softy, she could use that.