“My thanks, True Shot, for your kindness. Allow me to recompense you for your aid,” Handy said, reaching into his pockets and pulling out a number of bits. True Shot hummed a little ditty to himself as Handy counted out ten bits. He had way too many coins anyway, but there was no sense letting anyone know that was what caused his packs to bulge. He held his hand over to True Shot. “Shalt this cover thy efforts?” he asked. True Shot looked and his eyebrows rose.