Francis had been enjoying his time at the comfortable church but he was out wandering as he did and decided to check his usual abode when the rain fell. He looked bad on a good day, but on a rainy day he'd be mistaken for a human sized drowned rat. As he slipped in he immediately noticed someone was in his space. While he'd normally consider if it was worth the risk, he saw it was a woman and that she was going through his stuff!

"What do ya think you're doing... Going into a poor man's space and digging through his treasure." It was all junk inside, random bits and things he'd collected while digging around town. Maybe some tossed out old clothing he'd been working on stitching or the like. He checked to the side to see his Hasta was still alive in the corner. That was good at least.