Just then, a man stepped out from the crowd. “I was there,” he said. “I saw it. The Thorn Thief has the right of it, I'm afraid. The child was really quite upset. What abominable behavior in the midst of the celebrations! You should be ashamed of yourself.” He turned and began to scold the large man, whose face twisted in an expression of irritation and... something else. Dante would have hesitated to call it anything like humiliation, but he had the distinct sense that the fellow didn't appreciate being called out in front of a crowd. He opened his mouth several times to make a retort, but by now the crowd had been fully won to Skitter's side by the witness testimony. They shouted him down, and Dante let them.
Taking Skitter by the hand, he ducked quietly out of the crowd while they were still distracted, and didn't stop until they got a good ways away from the commotion, just in case. It might have been better to wait for the crowd to deliver an official verdict, but Dante had been raised by a recluse for too long. He had had more than his fill of being in a crowd for the moment.
[Christmas Tree: 92]