“Ah," Luna said, remembering that part now. She'd sort of forgotten she was hanging out with a known criminal, and that probably did make carrying a sword around even more problematic.
"Well, your whole gig was being an outlaw living in a forest stealing from the rich,” Luna said. “I’d be more surprised if you all didn’t have some jail time under your belt.” It didn't bother her: Luna was currently owned by the God of Thieves and had become well acquainted with the ways of crime.