STONE still hiding behind DRUM, starting to get to her feet. DRAKE and DRUM are watching DICKENS disappear into the market.
STONE on her feet, trying to quietly tip-toe away from Drum, back to her.
STONE stopping, her expression saying it all — not only has she been caught, but they’re right.
1. DRAKE/off: We done you a favor, nugget…
STONE looks back to DRAKE and DRUM. Neither of them have actually turned to look at her, still covering for her.
2. DRAKE: …this how they repay a kindness in the capitol of Allyria?
On STONE. Oh, that hurt. She’s slumping, conceding defeat.
Almost stet, STONE raising her head. She’s made up her mind.
3. STONE: Bother.
4. STONE: Ye’ll want to be following me…