It wasn't hard to see the person then, although Gendry paused. That she was a she and small didn't seem to give him much pause. How many kids had he known since Kings Landing that had had to pick the pockets of anyone that they could find in hopes of getting something to scrap together their next meal? More than he could count, for certain.

He wasn't dumb, at least not generally speaking. Yet it was likely shown, that thought process, as his mind worked over her face. His brow furrowed, something nipping at the back of his mind again. Yet, like the sun breaking through the clouds, it suddenly seemed to dawn on him. The confusion was still there, deeply etched in to his face as he watched her. "How-"

The stolen items were, for the moment, forgotten. "Seven hells. What are you doing here?"