Alright. He'd give that one to her. Random woman: 1. Duo Maxwell: 0. He huffed a bit, almost pouting some before his eyes turned back to the stall. The older woman was smiling, trading fruits for coins he had never seen before.

His stomach gave another growl as he lifted his arms to clasp his hands behind his head.

"Let's just say I traveled far lighter than what I should have." He only had the clothes on his back, the cross around his neck, and a pair of work gloves that he stuffed in his coat pocket. No money, as he had fallen asleep in his own room before he ended up here.

Not that this place would have accepted what money he did have.

"I haven't stolen food since I was a kid. I'm not about to fall off the band wagon now." He still had his pride after all.