Jerex eyed the shop, having been born into a family rich enough he know how the gauge the price of the assorted inventory spread out in front of him. Given the value of her jewels there were going to come of with a good amount of money. The shop owner had an eye for expensive and well crafted, this had Jerex worried. Not many people of this taste would be on the stations if they were legit. At least he would see what would be sold.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Let us hope this man isn't as much a swindler as his prices makes him out to be. With all the cash what are you going to spend it on?"</span><br/><br/>Jerex let his arm slide back from her as he eyes some of the custom dress daggers and other such assorted formal wear for imperial officers. All seemed to be well made but not to his taste. He preferred more tactical black for his trinkets.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"going to buy anything with them?"</span>