<span style="font-style: italic">People don't usually marry their cousins</span>, Jas thought sourly, but didn't say a word to Erik. For the past few days that he had been traveling with him, Jas had learned not to comment on what Erik was saying, or try to get what he was saying. The Teryn seemed to have plenty of irons in the fire and obviously didn't need the truth about any of those hot, hot irons surfacing. Instead, Jas just shrugged, and then ignored the comment about Argoroths not having societies. That was something, too, that Jas had gotten used to. He followed Erik closely, concerned that someone might find the sound of the Teryn's lute insulting and would put an end to his new job before he could receive payment.<br/><br/>Jas nodded when Erik mentioned supplies. "Yes, definitely, we're running low on--" Jas broke off as Erik started talking again, something about fish lures? He didn't want to bother at this point. "Fancy, uh, fish, um, I," Jas attempted to explain, but before he could finish he was pelted by coppers. He caught a few between the webs in his fingers, but most of them fell onto the ground. He got on one knee and picked up the rest of the coins and counted them quietly. He'd never known anyone so careless about money till he met his Teryn employer. His eyes narrowed as he watched Erik plant his ass on the edge of the fountain. Pocketing the coins, he bit his lip, and then marched forwards towards the Teryn.<br/><br/>In a swift movement, the lute vanished from Erik's hands. "Dalgaard," Jas warned, orange gaze resting on his scrawny companion. "Now's very much not the time to be making up songs. I am here to escort you from city to city, not to do your grocery shopping." Jas frustratedly blew air out of his nose and tried to think of a way Erik could understand. "Now, stocking up on supplies is half of what traveling is. Maybe you will find more inspiration in the market stalls, and maybe a strange item that rhymes with 'Erik'." Jas surveyed the market of the small town. They definitely were in Weibou, and this town was definitely for travelers passing from city to city, and nothing was too terribly exotic. There were a few merchants from Mizuho peddling colorful wares, but mostly Teryn salespeople, most likely right from Ardon, selling basic survival goods.