Shaun
Astarte finally finished up her stoat as the other man spoke, like suspected he would not change a thing and would probably use the wealth to further his adventuring career. *'Must be nice to have that sort of mindset.'* She thought in silence as a smirk formed on her lips. "You'd be very different, at least from me. I don't do this for glory or entertainment, just for the money so I can live a simple life. No different from someone who weaves fabric in a loom or toils the land for some crops. Sure there are some who enjoy what they do but I think most of them just want to have something for them and their children to eat every day." The Naga did not order a refill this time around in spite of her mug being empty. "Then again you don't get attacked by carrots or thread so maybe they live a more peaceful life than I."
Nancy
"I figured as such."*He said, a faint grin appearing on his face before vanishing as he turned to face the bar more than her. Terrel was fortunate to have such a mindset with the way he lived, one that could traverse across endless tasks both life-risking and not. The adventure life wasn't for everyone, but they both knew that already. From the corner of his eye, he watched her silently, having gotten what answers he wanted of the Naga. She was bound to get to that point in time eventually. Hopefully she'll enjoy it as much as she figured she would.*"Know where you plan on heading from here?"*He asked her after the silence.*"Can't imagine anyone wanting to stay in this desert land for too long."
Shaun
"I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon. The offers are still plentiful and I can live comfortably for the entire month off of a few jobs here and there, just taking it easy for now or well-" Astarte looked at her wounds for a moment. "As easy as you can while doing mercenary work." She did however ponder what she would do once she left, or more precisely what would make her want to leave. "If anything big comes up I will go and check that out, just came from a somewhat long campaign, had to work very frequently back then but the rewards were just as good."
Nancy
"Spoken like a true Mercenary."*He jested, the Silnari lowered his hand into the folds of his cloak, taking out a pouch from it and sliding it over towards the Naga.*"Might need this in that case."*He said to her. The bag clattered in evidence of the coinage within as he had moved it aside and, without waiting for a response, he gradually got up from his chair.*"Consider it a gift for humoring me. Not many to talk to while traveling at times. I'm sure the drink will do you well, but might want to consider patching yourself up. Going to have a lot of things wanting to kill you at some point, best to choose your investments wisely."
Shaun
Greed and pride, what a dilemma. She could take the money but it also felt like this was simply out of pity, a gesture from a nobleman looking at one of the many poor serfs living through their daily grievances. *'Whatever, it's free fucking money.'* The Naga thought as she took the coin bag though not without retaliation as she did not even say thanks, only looked at the man as if saying *'Don't pity me.'* But without vocalizing it.

"It's good enough, healing magic will only hasten things up, besides, I already got enough to survive while I heal for the next month." Astarte said as she continued to defend her decision, she was quite stubborn which did not help at all with her anger problems. The investmen part was quite wise however, if only she could make friends with someone possessing healing magic. That guy Arthur she met while killing Lucy seemed to only have stuck around for a week before he left, that bastard probably only wanted to not be enslaved. *'Whatever, it was a group decision.'* She thought afterwards to shift the blame away.