"Yes, ma'am," she replies, only half-faking the meekness in her voice.<br/><br/>She sits patiently, not even fiddling with her own devices while waiting, eager to hear the news. She does smiles quite a bit at the amount of credits, nodding. "I'm not going to object. Means I get to pay off all my bills, and still have some cash left over. Before my pay from the job. And I kinda figured she'd have some damn trick like that; I tried to not kill her, but she landed on the pavement wrong. Anyway, yeah, I'll pack up anything that's related to the BTL shit, and make sure that gets off to the Knights, since it doesn't look like any of it's of any use, but I didn't know, and I didn't exactly have the time to be picky. How much do they go for, the ones that are still brand new?"<br/><br/>She starts packing everything she's going to give away into a small box, then, after a few minutes, wraps it in gift-wrap and ties it up with ribbon; nothing like handing over a present to a friend, instead of handing over evidence of a crime, after all.