Arko : i though as ur rich i could... take some stuffs for the village... Mumpacha saw his family dying, i cant take it anymore..!
Mahto : listen, ik u grew up with him and u both are best friends but stealing is bad, even if its for the better
Arko : i-ik...
Mahto : *grabs Arko's arm and put her inside the house* explain why u did that
Arko : uhm... the village needs money and... the mouses are dying... so...
Arko : ARGH- *grabs it with her other hand and take out a sprey* PEPPER SPREY *use it on ur face, it smelled so soure and spicy at a point where it burned ur eyes*