Welyn adopted a semi-casual stance, leaning lighty on his staff.  "Only ten . . . lower than my usual fee for a few hours," he mused a bit, "What's your cut?  Or is the boss just a cheapsake?"  Really, it wasn't bad.  Not that he absolutely needed the money.  But it would cover a couple meals, probably.  Which gave the Faun time to find something that would pay better and last longer.