Kaden shrugged stiffly and pointed through the office door. "They took my stuff," he sniffed, feeling the string of how offended he'd been when they'd taken (almost) the last thing he owned away from him. He's clung even tighter to Tragos' hoodie then, and while they had asked him to empty his pockets (that's how they'd got his phone) he'd been allowed to keep the harmless looking charms, though he was sure he'd definitely worn all the luck out of them this time.