Ah Dalaran, always such an interesting place, Asana noted as she meandered through the sunlit streets. The activity was in full force this afternoon as dozens of people in colorful robes flurried around to their destinations. Half of them had arms full of scrolls and looked harried or lost in some deep thought.
As she turned a corner she came to a large stall set up on the side of the street packed full of trays of candy. It seemed to be a popular spot going by the line. She also noted a young blonde boy sitting across the street from it and looking depressed. Curious, she passed by the candy stall first and pretended to browse the goods. The woman running it gave her a cursory nod, but was too busy with another customer.
Afterwards, she slipped away and strolled over to the boy, casually sitting down cross-legged next him. "How's it going, kid?" she asked brightly.
He looked at her warily, clearly not sure if he was somehow in trouble or not. His clothes were finely made, so his family had money then, but his blonde hair was ruffled and untidy. "Oh hi... Um alright I guess."
"You know lying won't help you here," she pressed for the truth.
He sighed. "I just wanted to buy some candy, but a boy I know stole my money today. He's older and bigger than me. Do you like candy?"
Ah so that was it. She figured it was something like that, it always was with kids. "Mhm I do!" Asana responded brightly. "I'm not really into the more sugary kind of candies, but I like chocolate and a few other flavors. So a bully problem, eh?"
"Yeah, it happens a lot. What do you do about bullies?" he asked curiously.
"I'd beat the living daylights out of them," she said without hesitation, then paused and chuckled because that probably wasn't good advice to give him. "Although I'm not suggesting you actually do that. It's probably a terrible idea for you."
The boy smiled faintly. "Well that's easy for you to say, you're strong! I'm not..."
Not entirely untrue, but he didn't know the half of it. She actually did have many bullies when growing up. Often they were older kids, other street dwellers, and others were full adults. Drunk ones normally, but still. Anyone who threatened her or her sister were usually given a fist to the face, but she herself ended up a bloody mess more often than not. In retrospect, she brought most of that on herself.
"There are different kinds of strength," Asana said choosing her words carefully. "If you can't win one battle then find another way to succeed." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a chocolate candy bar that she had stolen a few minutes ago when the shop woman was distracted.
The boy's eyes widened in surprise. "When did you get that? I was watching you the whole time!" Apparently simple sleight of hand was an impressive trick to him.
She grinned and tossed him the candy bar. "Oh I'm just amazing is all." A little showing off never hurt. She playfully ruffled his hair then stood up. "See you later, kid. And I recommend you eat that before you get robbed again."