"Humph. I guess I was mistaken, then. Not that the wallet thief would get much. Just a couple bucks and a few pictures." Most people would freak out under the inability to move, being held in place. While the calmness of the boy would help in other circumstances, it only made the giant of a man more suspicious. It would be a game of patience, and hopefully when the teen took what he needed, Dale would get his wallet back. Until then, he'd keep a close eye on the line from a distance. Removing his hand, he placed it in the pocket with the stone, and shrugged his shoulders. "My bad, then. Sorry for the mistake."