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[littleonewhosteals]

"Mama!" Rags asks, coming bursting into her kitchen at a very ungodly sort of hour. He skids to a stop when he spots that she's not around.

"Mom! Mother! Mama! Kaasan!." He opens the fridge and takes out a muffin he had left inside there when he visited the day before. The rest of the household was out for the day, shopping or working or at school, but Trixie, too uncomfortable to travel far, is always home.

"I brought you something!" he calls out, mouth full of muffin.

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[littleonewhosteals]

"Why not? I do." He sees nothing wrong with it. Tal wants to help, so Rags lets him help.

"I'm gonna go out and get more milk. What do you want? I'll pay for it." Probably.

[wishiwasatree]

"Knowing you won't get caught don't mean I'll condone theft," she replies. "My jacket pocket -- there's some money there. Use that."

She's worked hard to get to know her neighbors and doesn't want to ruin any good will she might have formed by being on her best behavior.

[littleonewhosteals]

Rags only takes from tourists, and only assholes at that. It's not a tight code, but it's a code all the same. However, there's nothing in the world that would get him to go against his mother's wishes.

"Yeah, alright," he laughs. "You got a list?"