Those few seconds of contact were all Rose needed to make sure she could take what Niomah asked for. The Captain, understandably already confused and much more focused on the hound lunging at him than the thief behind him, didn't notice a thing as Rose delicately slipped her hand under his cloak and into the pocket containing the scroll. The object was in her hand in no time, and she quickly pushed up into her sleeve, where it nestled against her forearm securely and inconspicuously.<br/><br/>Even though that was child's play for Rose, the thrill of taking always sent her heart pounding in her chest, and she felt dizzy with the rush of adrenaline. Her mood was drastically improved as well - whereas before the humiliation of being chained up was making the young thief miserable, it was clear she'd recovered and was almost excited about the journey they were going on.<br/><br/>Except for the whole... boat thing. That was still a source of anxiety. But there was no point in worrying over something she had no control over.