"Architect, I wish," Anna says, sighing a little. She absently takes a bite of her apple, then realizes she wants to talk still, so that's an awkward few seconds before her mouth is empty enough to form words again. "We've got st--" Maybe don't say stealing when you're in the middle of a market, Anna. "Stuff like this down to an art, but nothing as incredible as your 'Get Help' act."

She shoots Lloyd another smile, fond.

"Then again... I guess if our act ain't broke, there's no reason to fix it," Anna admits, with a shrug, then dives right into explaining their mastery:

"Y'see-- Malos? Big guy. Loud guy. Very good at drawing attention. Me? Tiny. Don't really look like a threat unless I'm trying to. If Malos is causing a scene, who's no one watching? Me. Especially not when I was still a kid, you know?" she adds, laughing. "Fucking no one watches kids, even though I swear kids are ten times more likely to just pocket shit. Case in point." She gestures to herself, grinning. "Stole more shit than I paid for, when I was thirteen."

Maybe anyone else wouldn't be so casually delighted to talk about shit like having to steal to even get a meal, but-- this is her life, and Anna's gonna be proud of every inch of it, thank you.