He felt his mouth twitch at her comment about thieves, reminded of the Mexican bazaars he had visited. Nothing new, only difference would be the skill of the thieves. He hummed to himself as they approached the press, and realized that as a mere mortal, he could be stripped of quite a lot of things before noticing, so he decided to try something. He gathered his new power, and then used it to make his sense of touch markedly better, to know if something he brushed against him or the weight on his back or sides had shifted, as well as to boost his reflexes considerably.  All the better to catch them in the act.<br/><br/>It was enjoyable to just wander the bazaar, seeing what curios they had for sale, though he avoided the slaver area, until last. He might have flippantly said he might find someone useful there, but he could figure out for himself how humiliating it was to be on sale there. But he did promise to at least look, though he took his time getting over to that section.