The genasi smiled shyly, reaching to her belt pouch and extracting 10 gold pieces from the container. She slid these across the table, and then turned her attentions for the moment to Mira, speaking in the same soft gentle tone she had used since their first meeting. The genasi's eyes were on her new friend, their gold rims seeming soft and inquisitive.<br/><br/>"Do not worry for me Mira. I appreciate your concern, but I can protect myself. Like yourself, I seek adventure. My tribe is far from here, and I am learning to fend for myself. Besides, it seems you have great need of this item, and I am happy to help any in need, including yourself."<br/><br/>The last was said with a soft smile, the moment broken as the vistani reached between the two, collecting the proffered gold coins, and placing them together in a neat little stack before holding out his hand next to Mira, awaiting her share of the coin. He encouraged her with his words, his voice more merry now that there was gold on the table, and his work already half done.<br/><br/>"It is good to see friendship blossom. I am sure that the two of you together will be able to face the perils of Barovia. It is good to have an ally in those dangerous lands. Opportunity is often synonymous with danger. I would keep that in mind if I were you. Now, the rest of my gold?"