The touch of Aiyaka's hand on her tail seems to take some of the fire out of the big catgirl, her eyes alighting upon the smaller kitsune with a surprising amount of softness. Though the rest of her body (save for her furry ears), was covered in soft, bronzen skin, her tail was coated in soft and surprisingly thick fur, warm to the touch, and it lightly 'curls' around Aiyaka's wrist, squeezing gently "Eeeehhh...right, yah. Was jus'...th-the...amount..." She mutters under her breath, seeking up some sort of excuse for her obvious (and not especially intelligent) outburst. She leaves her gaze lingering for a few seconds longer than she really should have on the kitsune, seemingly getting lost a little in her thoughts, though what those thoughts are remain a mystery. Still, they elicit another gentle squeeze to Aiyaka's wrist from that tail, so they certainly could not be bad, to say the least.<br/><br/>Only after the rogue confirms that the amount of gold in question was 'not a joke' does Felicity finally settle herself back down into her seat, ignoring the disappointed looks cast in her direction when she didn't launch into one of her legendary 'rages' over some infraction.  It is some time yet before she seems to realise her mouth is still hanging open, and promptly snaps it shut, licking her lips to wet them before piping back up "T-twenty..five...EACH!?" There is a 'look' in her eyes that obviously borders on greed, thinking more about the gold itself than the trials and danger that possessing such an artifact would bring. That was more than enough to buy her own ship, not just STEAL one. Oh, stealing one was well and good, but it was a vessel built to someone else's specifications and desires. Her OWN vessel, built her way, her own loyal crew...<br/><br/>Maybe even a new outfit.<br/><br/>The jacket she wore, whilst stylish and a little flashy, had numerous holes and slices that gave it just a slightly ratty appearance, and showed rather clear signs it (And likely it's owner) had seen their fair share of combat. The simple leather black leather bra beneath was still in good enough condition, and her boots were servicable enough, not to to mention they were fitted around her calves and lower thighs just enough to show off the enticing curvature of her legs. Her simple, clothen pants were still in decent enough condition as well, albeit a smidge tight. Though it did an absolutely wonderous job of accenting her rump (and...well, 'other parts' at just the right angle), it tended to be a little constrictive around the waistline after she'd had a nice meal. That was the main reason she left her jacket open, keeping her stomach bare and uncovered - she'd went through too many nice shirts having them rip open after someone found themselves squeezing down her throat.<br/><br/>Her hat was still good, at least - her pride and joy. The hat of a captain, something she'd never given up despite the fact she was not exactly a 'captain' anymore.<br/><br/>"Count me in, love." Felicity says eagerly, leaning forwards and crossing her hands beneath her on the table "I'll thump the heads of a thousand idiot orcs ta get me pay, yah? An' if y'got a buyer, well...I'd say that's a fair price, yah? No funny business from them, an' we'll split ways fair and proper. I'll have me gold, and he'll have his pig-sticker."<br/><br/>Layma's quip about eating Belle draws a short, sharp laugh from Felicity, the big catgirl's eyes twinkling with mirth "Tasty as she looks, dear, think of all the tasty morsels y'could stuff in yer coils with twenty five glints. Why, y'could buy out a fine slave market and stuff y'self silly." Getting a rather thoughtful look on her face, Felicity lifts a hand up to her chin, stroking it idly "....Come t'think of it, wouldn't be a bad celebration party when we're all rich, yah?"<br/><br/><br/>[[Edit! Saw Aiyaka posted RIGHT after me, and had a smidge of a reponse to me, so I edited my own post to reflect this, despite being first. x3 Hope it's not too confusing chronologically speaking! ]]