Gotta keep one jump ahead of the breadline
One swing ahead of the sword
I steal only what I can't afford
Luccia darts off close behind her comrade, owing a monetary delay to her hand starting to head for the hilt of her short sword concealed in the folds of her girded dress. Luckily for her her brain and feet were faster than her hand.
Incase something happens, Luccia won't let herself get too far away from Skiff or Gemma