He didn't say how drawing attention was a good way for a thief and assassin to get caught by the Dogs, or worse and more likely, wind up dead. He didn't do none of that no more, and she never would. Her copper penny hair wasn't the same kind of hindrance as his. And he plain ignored her saying it was pretty, 'cause... Well, 'cause.

"Okay. So you figured out your cover. You throw the snowball and head for it, keeping an eye on the guy you threw at, and the other out for who else might try to tag you as you move. Can't trust your safe 'til you are."