Roga nods at Caitlyn's assertion.  "Alright," he says.  Just let me know if your stomach starts acting up."  Then he turns to Althea.  "I've got to admit," he says, "that's quite the story.  Here, have some lunch."<br/><br/>He winds up to toss her the coconut, but he's stopped when the two start to talk about the locket.  "You're right, Caitlyn," he says.  "We could reforge it, but  into what?  We don't exactly need gold here.  Perhaps we can keep it with the body until we need it."  He doesn't admit this, but he finds the prospect of stealing a personal object from a dead body distasteful.  If they needed it, sure.  Otherwise, they might as well let the deceased keep it.