[ Bastien dissolves into snickering, even though he’s also pulling their crate-table closer and putting a few of the remaining rolls and pastries back into his basket. Not all of them. Just enough to know a few are safe. ]
Thieves. Now I have to like them. We should—
[ Adopt them, he was going to say, but the squawking kerfuffle being caused by the two seagulls and the big roll in the street attracts the attention of a dozen more. For the moment they’re all focused on the one scraggly gull and its prize, but— ]
Shit.
[ Bastien holds his arm over the others, fingers spread wide, like a shield. ]
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Date: 2022-07-02 07:30 pm (UTC)Thieves. Now I have to like them. We should—
[ Adopt them, he was going to say, but the squawking kerfuffle being caused by the two seagulls and the big roll in the street attracts the attention of a dozen more. For the moment they’re all focused on the one scraggly gull and its prize, but— ]
Shit.
[ Bastien holds his arm over the others, fingers spread wide, like a shield. ]
We’re outnumbered.