<br/><br/>The coolness of the sudden, although expected, rainfall made Alphonse feel more at ease. Dealing with creature attacks out in the jungle was one thing, but among the buildings and alleyways of the town he tended to feel a little out of sorts--not quite in his usual environment. The halfling, however, had been dealing with colonists and traders for enough years to recognize the power and importance such Big Folk placed on coinage.<br/><br/>He smiled. "That sounds good, by me, anyways," Alphonse said to Fiera. "I take Tak's share of coins; he take my share of beastie." A light chuckle slipped out before Alphonse stepped over to the claw and uncovered it once more for a better look. "I look at this and picture two possible things." Alphonse held it out to Tak, "What this look like to you?"