Naugus sputters as he's shoved back into the shadows, which he goes back into with minimal resistance. He also wasn't expecting to be pushed around, so. "Rude," is the only response from the darkness before he follows along, keeping himself proper covered now.

The figurative shadow that Felix has gained hasn't escaped his notice, however. Naugus hangs back a few paces, observing the woman, watching as she clearly is tailing his young companion. And getting closer.

That is until a hand and claw dart up from the darkness under her boots, both grabbing hold of her ankles and yanking her into the shadows with him. The sound of it (not including any cry the pickpocket might have managed before vanishing) is like a dark sigh before silence smothers it.

Then he's back to following Felix in his own way.