[Codi reaches out to accept the pouch, straight-faced but unable to hide the small sniff at the description of its contents. Not as much as she was hoping...perhaps the metals in her home's currency could be melted down and sold, or at least made into something else. She's been tempted to do that with her own change at this point.]
And your word that I can ask you for some of the poisons should I need them.
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And your word that I can ask you for some of the poisons should I need them.
[Important detail, that one.]