Beyond the Keep - Portside
The guards were prepared to beat up and imprison a skinny boy, not some tall, armed woman who looked like she could take care of herself. They would need backup.
"You'll regret claiming him." Joshy said. "Streetkids are spawned from the filth of sailors, gamblers and tavern wenches."
The guards retreated.
Oscar swallowed the banana with a large gulp. He began sneaking away, still clutching his potato and now holding the tall woman's bag.