[ It was probably on him to think that no one would cause trouble over free scraps of food. There will always be people who do that. The ringleader just smirks at him over his politeness and steps closer, planning on maybe playing with his captive for fun, but all three of the men shift their attention to Kimiko. They warily size her up. Each has at least one visible weapon on them.

Charles's attention also snaps to Kimiko and he's genuinely concerned. He can handle himself but the arrival of another person means he has to worry for her too, and he shakes his head, dark hair shifting with the movement. ]

You must be careful, the people here are not to be trifled with.

[ He has already been in their minds, he knows what they're capable of, what many people in this city are able and willing to do. Their thoughts writhe around him during bad times. He does a surface level observation of her thoughts and recognizes the language, but he is too polite to do more than that. He puts out a hand to block her from the others protectively, moving forward a little in his wheelchair to face the men. ]

Please, nothing I carry is worth this. You can still walk away.