The three thieves looked at each other with furrowed eyebrows. It was not long until they all nodded towards each other and faced Snow.
"Excuse me, sir! Can we please stay in this village? We'll work the fields or anything; we just want a place to stay."
Atho had pleading eyes directed towards Snow. Snow was the de facto leader of this village, and they would only be able to live here with his permission.
Seeing the desperation in their eyes, Snow closed his eyes as if he was in deep thought. He was not sure about how the three thieves would fit in this village, knowing that they were thieves, so he was debating whether they should be able to live here.
As Snow was in deep thought, he felt a slight nudge coming from his wife. She elbowed him with a serious face, and he knew exactly what she wanted to say.
With his wife's nudging, Snow smiled towards the three thieves as he spoke.