And slash, the target who had wrapped his hand around your throat was cut down with your knife. You had perfectly and stealthily stolen his gold ring, enough for yours and the trios survival for a while. You never crossed the line of killing people but somehow your target had sensed your thievery. As he held his bleeding throat and collapsed down, you left him there in the dark alleyway where no one would ever know.

Levi and Furlan were protective enough of you, not wanting you to get your hands dirty in the disastrous Underground world of outside in their own subtle ways, but once you made it clear that you wanted to contribute in the struggle of survival, they didn't stop you. However as you got in your abode, they could sense something sure was on your mind. And it was, you knew it. You had just killed.