The boy looked apprehensively at the three after he had gobbled down the food. He knew he should have waited. That was the cardinal rule - Nothing from strangers came for free.
He was relieved when all they wanted was information. That had been close - by eating their food he had essentially agreed to anything they might demand. Street honour demanded it. Having meat had been too much of a temptation, but it would not happen again.
As it was, he was already feeling guilty for not thinking things through. He should have saved some for Blind Tobey. Blind Tobey generally did fairly well in regards to coin when travellors visited the Black Tobey Inn that he sat outside - all the locals had long figured out that the blindness was only an act and took to reaching for a stick whenever he came by.
He should have left some for Tobey. How would he mother ever come back if he was so selfish?
"Shouldn't ha' told them" he whispered under his breath.
He turned once again to leave.
[ September 28, 2002: Message edited by: Kettle of fish ]
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