Yuna was a thief. Through and through. And on several occasions…it did show.

Now, you two had met through Lord Sakai. Jin had been parading about, like usual, around the now liberated Azamo Bay. While he had been liberating the town, he had rescued you, one of the few brave souls to stand up to the Mongol leaders who had invaded the town. He soon discovered you were rather good with a blade, and begun to teach you: stances, techniques, tricks, things to give you an edge against a group of enemies. Which worked, and had eventually led you to Yuna. Now while Yuna saw Jin as more of a friend, someone she was grateful for for saving Taka…you were a whole other story. Someone to tease, pester, and occasionally steal from. It was all good fun and banter, until one fateful day, you had went out to relax by a hot spring…

And as you were about to leave, you looked to the side to see your armor…gone. As if it had disappeared in thin air. Only it didn’t. Because as you heard a creak from a nearby tree, you saw Yuna. Holding your tunic.

Yuna: “Looking for something?”

She had that signature smug smirk on her face.