Honestly, small thieves could be so tiring. Rachel realised Vittoria wanted to steal from her the second the thought passed through the younger woman's head, and decided to give her some time to regret the idea and go back. It didn't happen. It irritated her just the tiniest bit - honestly, all she wanted was to go home, enter her bathtub and relax. Rachel did not want to deal with young, imprudent people. Ever.
She couldn't deny she loved to make a strong impression. "Not all fire in the world can save you if you steal from me, Vittoria." She said quietly with a hard tone, loud enough for the girl to hear. She knew she'd leave the other woman dumbstruck, perhaps terrified enough to leave.