"Let's go," she told Soren before they went off toward the crate to retrieve the datapad; after which it was Quinn's instinct to leave rather than steal more stuff.
After all, Ribmat; the real one; would certainly know who would be responsible for anything else that went missing.
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Without much haste, you two make for the exit with the datapad in check. It seems like this went off without a hitch.
No one really accosts you as you leave, other than a few polite words upon your exit. After all, it was just Mr. Ribmatt picking up something from there with Miss Largo. What's so suspicious about?
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