Jun had to forcibly suppress a snort of derision mixed with laughter. Really? Kid was a pickpocket [i]and[/i] and earthbender and he couldn't even keep his own two feet on the ground? Wasn't that just the funniest damn thing he'd seen all week...

Oh. He was one of those types of street rat, the ones who didn't have a choice on becoming what they were rather than the ones who [i]enjoyed[/i] assaulting drunken swordsmen with flailing arrows of earth. After chewing on his lip in thought, he eventually said, "What d'ya think I am, Fire Nation? If you needed the money you could've just asked."

Not that he would have given it, but the kid didn't know that. No harm in teasing the brat, right? Jun began to fiddle with the hilt of his sword again, even with no intention of hurting the young earthbender. He chuckled with theatrical evil and continued, "[i]But.[/i] Now that you tried to steal from me..." He tugged on his scarf with his free hand to reveal a wicked grin. "I'll only pay out for a few hours of your [i]loyal[/i] service."