Your eyes set on a certain figure, he was well built and carried a sword on his back. Your first thought was that he must be wealthy, he’d at least have a few hundred Gil on him. Anything that would satiate your hunger.

As you walked in his direction, you bumped into him. Sneakily slipping your hand into his pocket and pulling his wallet out, stuffing it into your own without him suspecting a single thing.

“You should be more careful, miss.” He spoke softly, helping you regain balance.