"Actually..." Rave choked out, alarmed with Widow Harper's claim, "You aren't allowed to kill people even if they are stealing peaches designated for the king... That would be considered murder." the furrow in her brows was deepening to bring a punctuation to her concern. It was a good thing someone was sent from the city guard or they could be dealing with a homicide in addition to a 'peech' thief.

The constable put her hands on her hips and tilted her head toward the section of net which was indicated earlier "When did you install this net last? Has it been long? ...And if you haven't moved it in a while do you at least inspect it to make sure there aren't holes?" Rave didn't exactly suspect a bird or flying animal of any kind but she wanted to gauge how much more involved Widow Harper and her workers were in the security of the 20 or so trees so was so concerned with.