The duke watched the kids warily as his hands slipped to his pockets, frowning noticably. "My coinpurse, and my journal." He said simply, looking at the kids. Tehr's spell had unleashed on the four fleeing streetrats, and two of them had collapsed on the spot, leaving two more standing, but they had seen their friends collapse just like that and heard the threat. It did appear that neither of them trusted in their ability to cross the distance needed to escape the street and get out of sight before Tehr could unleash something more permanent than a mere sleep spell upon them.<br/><br/>"I-it was just business! Please, we mean no real harm, we just need to bring back something or we'll not get to eat or sleep." One of the boys said nervously, the other one trying to shush him nervously. As the first boy was speaking, he scratched on a mark tattooed in his skin, the arm showing a crude symbol of a black mask with two white eyes to it. Whatever it was, it was obviously something that would last. The lad looked at Tehr and the Duke intimidated at the threat of magic. "Uhm, I didn't manage to get anything, but uh, Jak is more quick-fingered." He gestured at one of the uncouncious lads. Nervously nearing his collapsed comrade he seemed on the edge, the other lad trying to edge away a little from the scene.<br/><br/>Just then a group of soldiers on patrol arrived, noticing the downed kids and the duke. "They are thieves." The duke's words were serious and yet without wrath. He simply informed the guards about this, and the two still standing lads found themselves suddenly watched over by enough forces that they seemed to understand that running was no longer an option at all. The lad that had spoken up earlier, admitting trying to steal from Tehr, reached into the uncouncious lad's vest to pull out a grey-covered journal and a leather coinpouch. Holding them nervously, he waited till the duke crossed the distance to take his possessions back, checking into the journal to see it was his and not a fake, and also checking into the coinpurse to see it wasn't a fake one either.<br/><br/>That done, he looked at Tehr and the guards, nodding his head. "Well I have to admit I am impressed to the quick response there is to thievery around here." His words were met with a nervous chuckled from the guard leading the patrol. "Uh, all in the day's work?" The rest of the 5 men group were busy attaching simple manacles on the boys to take them away. Their youth might protect them from the harsher punishments but they'd be reminded soon that crime didn't pay. Especially for those who got caught.<br/><br/>"Now, before we were so rudely interrupted..." The duke turned to regard Tehr with a smile. "I think you have a well established, and justified view of the people involved in things, and that kind of first hand experience is something that money can't usually get, or its questionable even if acquired. When one pays for information there is a risk of buying fabrications, simple storytelling." He seemed to regard the matter at ease, walking towards the club after having received back his possessions.