[Ken looks faintly bemused by this.] We were the only ones being chased by hitmen, but...there's lots of people nobody cares about, byon. People just left to figure out how to live, or to die if they can't. Just 'cause there's no kings doesn't mean it's not still bad.

[Ken eyes Garry.] We never stole stuff from people who'd die 'cause they lost it. [Mostly because people that badly off didn't have anything worse stealing, admittedly.] But plenty of times we'd have died if we hadn't stolen stuff. So...I'm not gonna feel bad for stealing, 'cause it's always been a lot worse for us if we don't steal than it is for the people we steal from. [He pauses.] ...but if you don't want me to steal stuff, at least for this, then I won't. 'Cause I care about you, even if I don't care about them.

[Ken feels this is an intelligent and reasonable compromise. And, all things considered, it is. It's even a little flattering, in a weird way.]