[He'd noticed her footsteps a while back. Falling into a rhythm behind his. Pausing here he pauses. Eventually, they come to a quieter part of the market, and Matt stops entirely, resting his hands on his cane, head cocked to the side.]
If you're trying to rob me, I don't really have much of anything to take.
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If you're trying to rob me, I don't really have much of anything to take.