Megara crossed her arms over her chest, unimpressed by the poker face the man wore. She was thoroughly fed up with how this day had gone, and now had to deal with yet more low-life fools. Though she did have to admit that this one seemed to have a far more educated voice than she'd expected.<br/><br/>"If we succeed, you get three times your weight in gold, and a life on the run from the Gods. If we fail, you get punished. By the Gods." She could feel the urge to tap her foot on the ground, and resisted it, somehow-giving in to her old nervous tic would not do her any good now, after all. And Alec was depending on her to get him out of his prison, too.<br/><br/>"Those two" she gestured at the two behind her "get as much drugs as they can carry. Fools actually think they'll get far with it, too. If that's what you want instead of the gold, you can have it. I have only one goal in mind, anyway."<br/><br/>She didn't care about gold or drugs-she only wanted her son back, safe and sound...