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Now it seemed things were narrowing down a little. The only reason why she would bring up a particular incident was if she was in some way involved he figured. Though, it may be possible that she wasn't a direct victim but had someone close who was wronged there. Either way she had some sort of tie to it; he just didn't know how.

Thinking on it, he tried to recall any information on such an event. It was a little hazy, but something seemed to spark in his mind.

"I think I've heard of it... I can't remember a whole lot, but I think it was more than just a theft if I recall.." he mused while trying to think of it. He seemed to remember something about a few people dying.

Her knowledge of the situation only further proved that she was somehow connected to the incident to him. Though, his guess was that she knew the family since he thought everyone had died there. There was a shift in her tone again, but it wasn't quite the same as before. Perhaps he wasn't in imminent danger here, but he was going to have to pick his words carefully to not spark something unintentionally.

"Not really, aside from it not being just one individual. I think it was a group of four but... my memory on the matter is really not too clear," he said, "It may be a small gang."

With that slip of the tongue, Blade glanced up but she had already shut her mouth with quite a disturbed expression. Well this was interesting. So it seemed she was there on the day of the crime. Quirking a brow once again, he leaned back in his seat and took another bite of his food.

"I could always be wrong. Maybe it was just a duo," he said casually, "I know a number of people in the 'underworld' but I don't recall hearing anyone bragging about anything like that."

"But I guess this explains your wariness with thieves and the like."

"Not everyone feels the same unfortunately," he added as she got up to toss her food. The topic must have killed her appetite. Finishing up his own lunch, he brushed his hands off of the crumbs and mulled over everything. Isis had said she only had issues with a select few, and she seemed rather interested in the incident. Was she perhaps seeking out revenge or justice? Maybe some strange combination of the two?

Blade had an idea of what that was like, having felt something similar after his father died on the job. He had no clue who had done it though, and he had eventually managed to drop the notion of revenge. Though, should he ever find out and maybe meet this person by chance, things likely won't end too well one way or another.

"Vengeance shouldn't be your only option, you know," he said. The thief wasn't sure how she was going to take that, so he was prepared to try and dodge a strike if need be.

Maybe not, but I know what it's like to want it.

"Hmph. Seems you've struck a nerve there," yawned Vol after the trio had stormed on off, "You really should choose your words more carefully."

Over the next week, Blade had just been going on his usual business. He stuck around town for awhile, just as he said he would. A few pockets were relieved of their contents, and a few merchant wares went missing, but he didn't pull anything big. He didn't really want to stay around long enough to plan something more grand. It would be better to do that in castle town anyway, perhaps. And perhaps one day he might even be able to break into the Hyrule Castle itself. Heck, if he managed that and got away, he'd be happy with only taking a spoon from the place. That'd be quite the feat indeed.

But no, he did nothing big here; he only took what he needed as usual. One reason for this was that halfway during the week, he realized the hylian girl he met awhile back was keeping tabs on him. Blade pretended to be oblivious still, and continued on. A part of him was curious as to why she was watching him and if she'd do anything.

Towards the end of the week at night, he met with one contact who was looking to hire him for some stolen goods. Vol wasn't really anywhere near this and was flying around elsewhere, seeing how his flaming mane would only draw attention to his pactmaker at the moment. After making the deal, he started to walk on off. Once he was a fair distance away, he let out a sigh and stopped in his tracks.

"Exactly how long do you plan on following me around?" he asked to no one seemingly.

For awhile, Blade heard nothing, but he was fairly certain she was somewhere around him. Before much longer she had dropped down from somewhere above and landed in front of him. Not exactly what he had expected, but he wasn't too startled. It seemed she was rather stealthy indeed, which went along with one of his initial questions of what she was exactly. He was vaguely reminded of one ill-mannered assassin he met some time ago, but he couldn't say for certain if she was anything like that.

"A few days ago," he calmly answered, "Care to explain why you've been tailing me?"

Sometime told him that it wasn't to try and catch him in the act of theft. If that were the case, she could have made a move much earlier, unless she was hoping for something more grandiose while he was here. Either that or she had somehow missed all of his swipes. Or perhaps it was some mixture; though he had serious doubts on that. Still, it was likely something else.

"Seems to be a good deal of work to just learn that."

Quite frankly, he didn't buy it. She didn't have to tail him for a whole week to figure out the types of things he did; the first day or so would have probably told that much. There was something about that smile of hers as well that disturbed him a little but perhaps it was just his imagination. The thief supposed that if she was planning anything else right now he'd find out soon or later.

"Fair enough," he shrugged at her latest comment.

"In any case I must get going. I have some work to do," he added, though a part of him was wondering if she was going to keep following him. It may be a little troublesome if that were the case.

Hearing those words, Blade wondered if it was a good idea to go ahead with what he was planning. Though, he had no clue how long she was planning on following him around, and the sooner he got it done the better. With that in mind, he just decided to go ahead with it. It could be interesting this way.

"Just one last stop before I leave town," he said as he started to walk on off.

The job was simple enough; he only needed to get some documents from someone here, then deliver them to someone in the next town over. As late as it was, and considering what little information he had on the target, they were most likely fast asleep. So he didn't have to do a whole lot of scouting. The house in question was several blocks away. Once he arrived there, he glanced around briefly to see if Isis was anywhere within his line of sight.

When he didn't see anyone he approached the side door of the home and started to work at picking the lock.