"It can be. They're really not gonna like that you beat me to the artifact."

He leans against the wall, his head still spinning slightly. God, if he was in better shape he could just steal the artifact back and be done with it but like this it feels stupid to risk it. He doesn't want to meet that fist again and he has an inkling that the Librarian won't be so considerate a second time.

"I stole something from them. Don't even remember what it was, I was like... seven? But I guess they were impressed, they followed me home."