[The thief eyes Raine with wariness and then something like hope in their eyes.]
You're the Foreigner healer. Can have a favour, y'said? Need a healer. I got family too.
[Kratos files away that unfamiliar title and takes another look at the child. Not a beggar; their clothes were too fine, if wrinkled, and their generaly bearing too well cared-for. But if they relied on a single parent for income, and that parent was ill, it's possible they'd resort to something more desperate.]
We're both healers. If you give me back my locket, you can have us both.
[It's ... not a lie, though Kratos certainly doesn't focus on the skill as much as Raine does. The child shakes their head and fists the locket closer.]
no subject
You're the Foreigner healer. Can have a favour, y'said? Need a healer. I got family too.
[Kratos files away that unfamiliar title and takes another look at the child. Not a beggar; their clothes were too fine, if wrinkled, and their generaly bearing too well cared-for. But if they relied on a single parent for income, and that parent was ill, it's possible they'd resort to something more desperate.]
We're both healers. If you give me back my locket, you can have us both.
[It's ... not a lie, though Kratos certainly doesn't focus on the skill as much as Raine does. The child shakes their head and fists the locket closer.]
Healin' first.