But when he explains why he's not calling the cops on her, she just. Squints at him. What the fuck does that even mean.]
...Whhhhhy do you care? I don't know you like that.
[Is this some kind of thief solidarity thing? Did he steal something, too? She eyes his pockets. He really does not look like any thief she's ever seen, but then, she doesn't know what these weirdos from other worlds dress like.
Experimentally, in the language Thieves' Cant, she says,]
What's your name?
[Thieves' Cant isn't technically another language, but a code made out of dialect and jargon and substituted words, so what Peter hears is complete word salad that is much longer than a simple three-word sentence.]
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But when he explains why he's not calling the cops on her, she just. Squints at him. What the fuck does that even mean.]
...Whhhhhy do you care? I don't know you like that.
[Is this some kind of thief solidarity thing? Did he steal something, too? She eyes his pockets. He really does not look like any thief she's ever seen, but then, she doesn't know what these weirdos from other worlds dress like.
Experimentally, in the language Thieves' Cant, she says,]
What's your name?
[Thieves' Cant isn't technically another language, but a code made out of dialect and jargon and substituted words, so what Peter hears is complete word salad that is much longer than a simple three-word sentence.]