Matt looked back at Arianna and then nodded, starting his way between the two hills toward the village on the other side. He could hear the hubbub of the village before he could see it, and crouched behind a tree to observe before entering. The style of dress was much different than what he wore. He wrinkled his nose. If he hid well enough he wouldn't need to worry about clothing… would he? It might be a good idea for him to get a hold of some period clothing, even though the majority of the time no one would see him. He wrinkled his nose again.
No.
He kept low and moved lightly on his feet as he entered the village, keeping close to walls and ducking behind rain barrels, trying to be sure to stay out of sight. Finally, after observing one particular cottage for almost forty five minutes, he darted in. Apparently no one worried much about thieves in this era. Well, all the better for him because he'd been reduced to one.
Finding a basket, Matt went straight to the family's food supply, loading it as fast as he could. He turned, studying the area. He wasn't sure if he needed it but he grabbed a blanket off one of the beds. Something shiny caught his eye and he remembered Arianna's request of bringing back something shiny. It was a sword hanging on the wall. Matt had to drag a chair to stand on in order to get the sword, for he was too short to reach it otherwise. As he pulled it off the wall he was alarmed by the sword's heavy weight and it fell to the floor with a loud clank. Matt froze, afraid the loud noise had attracted attention. After a few moments of silence, he sheathed the sword and slung it over his shoulder, hunching against the weight.
Ugh… I probably won't even be able to use this thing.
Realizing that the shiny thing was not for Arianna but for himself, he searched the room again for something for her. He could see nothing straight off and decided he would give her the piece of foil in his pocket. It wasn't like he had much use for it anymore, here.
With that decision made, Matt made his way out of the cottage, peering carefully around to be sure that he wouldn't be caught. Then, when the coast seemed clear, he took off at a run wanting desperately to get out of the village. When he reached the spot where Arianna was, he was panting heavily and the bouncing movement of the sword while he'd been running had made his back especially sore. He gave the dragon a crooked smile, and dug the foil out of his pocket for her.