Peter nods. "Good." That meant they could take what they needed guilt-free. Or at least that Peter won't bother to feel bad about it. The wealth around them is obvious to his eyes, people walking by with their electronics and jewelry and expensive clothes. "Might pick up a few extra things, then."

He watched Stanley bury himself in the sand. "You got a watch?" Because Peter sure didn't. "Or I can guess by how pink you get."