"Oh, it's amazing! Let's go camping tonight! Wait, do we have a tent?" Lilura checks, but figures that she does not. "Hmmmm... we could... go buy a tent! Or... two tents! One for each of us."

"Okay, but you don't have any money, do you?" He asked, and he figured he probably already knew the answer.

"I can work for it." Lilura says with an uncertain smile. "Right? Can't be that bad."

"Depends. How opposed are you to someone else stealing things?" He asked, a lopsided smile on his face. He missed this, having to steal things. Well, he didn't miss stealing things, but he did miss being outside of the cell in the prison.

"What if I said very opposed to stealing?" Lilura says, almost looking offended, but a confused smile on her face.
(gtg)

(See ya)

"It doesn't matter I would steal a tent anyway," he pointed out. "Besides, it's not stealing if we're going to return it."

"I... I guess." Lilura says.

He takes that as a yes. "Okay, well, c'mon." He grabs her hand and walks briskly out of the house and towards the nearest store that had camping wares

Lilura allows him to drag her to the store. "So... How do we... borrow?"

"You stay out here. I'm going to get a tent; two would be too suspicious. Once we're done camping, I'll return it."