Pass it back to her
But as she snatches it back, she digs her fingernails into your palm
and stares you angrily in the eyes.
"Did you see it?" she snarls. "Do you know?"
It doesn't make much sense to you. You frown in confusion, but then
you see her pulling a steel dagger out of its sheath and you decide to
quickly answer her.
Hastily you snatch whatever she's dropped and tap her on the shoulder
- you're the honest sort, and you reckon that what's hers is hers.
