Piet nods. "Many names; one man. And many companions. That-" He gestures towards where the Krampus had been. "He comes through the stories from Austria, and punishes the bad children. You would not like where he would have taken you, boy."

The child cringes atop Eartha's shoulders. Piet holds out one hand, and the kid meekly hands over the stolen goods.

"A wise move. Perhaps next time you'll think first, hey?"