While the meager treasure had Arisa's attention, she had Jacob's completely. The way she swept back her soft, delicate locks, the way her short skirt fluttered dangerously up her hips as she knelt down, and especially the way her unbound breasts strained forward into her sheer blouse all inspired the young man's libido so quickly he found his face and his loins alike burning hot faster than he could dispel it. At his age, it was like trying to control a storm.<br/><br/>With a start and broad, straining grin he jumped onto his feet backing away from Arisa, and strategically holding his father's order low just over his crotch. And with a nervous laugh he said, "W-who'd want to steal a skinning knife, right? I can hear a stream nearby, so I'll just go and wash them. Stay here, okay? Maybe there's s-some clue around the area!"<br/><br/>Practically tripping over himself as he backed away, Jacob hurriedly ran off towards the brook, leaving Arisa alone to chase after him or do as he said. But following him this time would be very slow going without his strong arm clearing the way for her. As hard as it might be for him to run in tight pants, at least he probably wouldn't slow down for every little twig poking someplace soft and naked.<br/><br/>Besides, he did leave most of the treasure behind. Though she'd come out for the butcher's request, surely there are others in town missing something enough to appreciate its safe return? Jacob didn't say or probably didn't know what else they'd find with the cart.