The gnome girl plopped beside the orc, bouncing a little on the seat, as if it had a cushion of sorts. Perhaps -she- was her own cushion. She certainly seemed bouncy enough on her own, though her spirits again seemed to quiet down when she looked at the orc. At least, until he spoke. She giggled for a moment, as if finding some sort of amusement in his statement. The reason she kept secret as her attention was caught onto his boot, making her giggle again. "You keep your coins down there? Don't you have pockets? Or do you like walking on gold?" She asked, curiously, leaning towards the orc with bright eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>