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The sigh, despite the loud pitter patter of the falling rain, was quite audible and heavy upon his lips as he huddled closer to the tree he hid under. A faint smirk played across his lips as he found himself wishing for the very hat he packed away earlier. The wide brim of the Shire Conservator's hat would had done well to shield him from the elements, yet he found he couldn't quite wear the clothing his brother gifted to him, not yet at least. Instead, he opted for his simple white vest, a common trend among his people it seemed as he noted quite a few Miqo'te adventures donning something similar, if not the same exact one. "If it rains much longer, this entire city will be under water." Honi grumbled as he imagined how wide the rivers must have swelled with the current rain that befell Gridania. It wasn't pouring but the constant rain had dragged on through the bulk of the day and into the night as well, casting the cityscape in a unyielding wet blanket. Now Honi didn't mind rain and in fact, adored water in general. Surprisingly, a good swim or a hot bath were high on his list of things to enjoy. However, given his current situation, he had little love for water at the moment. His right ear would flick in announce as he was pelted with rain, the tree he was under offering little cover truth be told. His bushy black tail moved back and forth as well, swaying impatiently as he watched the the fruit stall he stood opposite of. He had first noticed it a few days ago when he was exiting the Adventurers Guild. Around this hour, a young kid would arrive, moving carefully through the crowds of people along the path and wait for the owner of the fruit stand to becomes distracted. Then he would strike, plucking a loquat with deft hands before vanishing. This time, Honi thought to intervene. If the kid was hungry enough to steal, he imagined he could offer a meal instead. Like clock work, the young Hyur, stalked up ever so carefully. Honi however had years of hunting the Black Shroud under his belt so his own approach was equally, if not more so stealthier then his counterpart. Moving swiftly from his spot under the tree, booted feel carried him along until he stood just behind the youth. He waited until the young thief had the a bundle of Snurbleberries in hand before reaching for his arm. The child yelped and jumped, turning about to offer a fearful look at the Miqo'te who caught him red handed. Now Honi was prepared to calm the child down and offer to get him something but in truth he never made it that far. Moments after reaching and taking hold of the child's arm, an umbrella whacked him over the head. "Ack!" He let out in surprise, turning to look at a well dressed woman standing next to him, a brow furrowed in a furious fashion. "Unhand him you brute!" She ordered. Honi did as instructed and was rewarded with another whack to his head with the umbrella. The young thief snatched up the berries as the vendor was not watching the spectacle before him, as were most people coming out of the Adventures Guild. "I was... Wait.. let me... Ouch.. hey!" Were the only words he could get out in between being assaulted. "He was rough handing that poor child." The woman cried as he flailed her umbrella about. Not one for being in the spot light, Honi backed out and away and then took flight himself, a confused crowd left behind as he sprinted for dear light. And to think, all he wanted to do was help someone in need. That should teach him not to butt in.