[ He smiles a little again, but it's much softer this time. Gentle and a little bittersweet. ]

It's okay though. I can understand that. [ He really does... Way better than she can probably even imagine, and without having anything to do with the Trench. That's the case when you've been a starving orphan and a vagabond without a home for almost your entire life.

-- also his master's debts. ]

Why don't you tell me the next time you're heading to one of the markets? After your friend's birthday.

I can help show you a few tricks.