There is sudden silence among the soldiers for Faro's tone, his bearing, his fancy clothes. Colin's heart freezes in his chest and he begins shaking his head at Faro. He would rather give away loaves than see his friend hurt. The guards, for their part, are only silent for a moment before they all burst into laughter.

"Are you gonna rough up those soft hands on us?" asks Longnose with a grin.

"Please go," Colin begs Faro.