It is fortunate, then, that the Fool happens upon the scene when he does.

Whatever the peculiar, slightly far away look in his eyes might suggest, his hearing is keen, and the cries of protest from a child have him pushing his way through a crowded street to witness the scene as it unfolds. He only needs a moment to identify, for himself, who the child is; some things do not change even with age.

"Let him go," he says with a startling amount of severe authority in his voice, and whether they comply or not, the Fool promptly reaches out to press upon one of the Igheeri's wrists until they get the picture.