A pidove fluttered down onto the windowsil- Oh, so it was an open window display. Adarsa just looked at the earrings, admiring them- and so did the pidove, because it leaned forward, grabbed the card in his beak- and flew off with the stolen goods. "H- Hey!" Adarsa cried, dropping Hydrangea (it's fine, they could fly) and running after the pidove. "Come back with that!"

"Let go!!!" Adarsa hissed, trying to figure out how to hold the pidove and also pull the earrings out of his beak. He needed an extra few hands. He eventually wrestled the bird to his chest, and tried to pull the earring card free. The pidove looked at him, with its strange, empty eyes, and did not let go. "What is wrong with you?" Adarsa asked, trying to pry them free. "Animals shouldn't resort to thievery!"

Adarsa was tired. He was dusty, and covered in mud, and chasing after a pigeon. But he was on a mission, and with another lunge grabbed the thing again. "Enough!" He snapped, returning to scoop up the earrings, and head back to the jeweler. The pigeon kept FUSSING, beeping and chirping and wiggling. He was, undoubtedly, going to need a bath after all of this- this nonsense.