[Mekatra]

Joane stormed into the alleyway, cursing profusely under breath at the silver she had just lost on a bet if there actually was anything out here, but paused at the hiss. She could clearly see the outline of a man, but the possibility of an animal helping them wasn't lost on her. With her sword in her hand her confidence returned. "I said HOLD." Her blade point found Trevor's throat and she growled softly.

The dancing fire light of her lantern made her falter. "An...actual cat burglar?" She had to stifle her giggle at the sheer silliness of it. Before he could find a way to worm away she snatched him up by the wrist. "This city gets stranger and stranger... damn wizards..."