Narrowing her eyes at the man, Risa leaned back. "I don't give away coin. I believe that if it is needed... it will be earned." Her own voice became positively chilly. Her hand tensed slightly on her sword. She sensed magic in his cup, but not of the dangerous sort... just magic. It made her throat tighten somewhat. "How about it, then? How badly do you need that spare change?" Her look was challenging.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>