Daria was mystified, as the guys shared some sort of inside joke... it wasn't until a few beats after the map was revealed that she understood.<strong>"Oh!  I see... so you don't just make up everything as we go along?  I guess... this makes more sense."</strong>Though she would have been more impressed if he was somehow coming up with all of this on the fly, that was probably impossible.  She couldn't imagine doing it herself, that was for sure.<br/><br/><strong>"So this is all part of it already... I guess anything could be important, then.  Oh... thank you."</strong>She accepted the last piece, and was quite happy to bite into it - still warm, and very tasty.  Though at Paco's comment, she tried a little calculation ... without total success, but she realized the guys, or some of them, might not have had any more than she did.  That was... fair, but surprising, and she could have managed with less.  Oh well ... she shrugged, mentally, and decided not to dwell on it.<br/><br/>She guessed Ghinorian must be something to do with where the trader was from.  It didn't seem to matter.<strong>"I'm.. Mistress Gwyn."</strong>She tried to follow his pattern of speech, and the term had been used, though it sounded weird.<strong>"I'm sure we would be... happy to consider you, if we come across anything like that.  I don't know how likely it is, but more so for us than for... the tinker, surely."</strong>It sounded reasonable.<br/>