"Oh, I doubt that," he said, letting out a short laugh. "I am not quite capable of stealing from the rich to feed the poor, unfortunately. Or stealing at all, not much one for stealth." He shrugged. "Luckily I haven't ever needed to be able to sneak around, because I know I would make a mess of it and then people would laugh and most likely point as well." He laughed again and rubbed his neck before looking back at the redhead. "And what is your name?" He felt slightly guilty for not knowing her name, he'd seen her around before, but he'd never thought to ask before.
"So you understand my dismay," he said with a nod, smiling a bit at the thought of Clammy Hands Zacharias. "And you are right. I am lucky enough to get to be one of the first people in a generation to have a child, I shouldn't be complaining too much.