“You have HOW many gold pieces on you?!”
Mer blinked down at her. “Is that…unusual?”
“Unu-Mer, are you an *actual* dragon? You’re walking around with a small hoard in your pocket! How is that not heavy? What if you get pickpocketed?”
“I assure you, my compatriot, the weight is negligible. And if an attempt were made to do as such, I would take notice.”
Vespa quirked a brow at the dragonborn beneath her hood, a faint smirk crossing her face. The expensive-looking sack jingled and clattered as she tossed it up before the white snout, caught it, brandished it before surprised golden slits. “You sure about that?”
“You have HOW many gold pieces on you?!”
Mer blinked down at her. “Is that…unusual?”
“Unu-Mer, are you an *actual* dragon? You’re walking around with a small hoard in your pocket! How is that not heavy? What if you get pickpocketed?”
“I assure you, my compatriot, the weight is negligible. And if an attempt were made to do as such, I would take notice.”
Vespa quirked a brow at the dragonborn beneath her hood, a faint smirk crossing her face. The expensive-looking sack jingled and clattered as she tossed it up before the white snout, caught it, brandished it before surprised golden slits. “You sure about that?”