Not a man to often give in to another's whims, perhaps the reason behind Edric's acknowledgement of Caden's impatience was his way of apology for earlier insult. He drew in a deep breath with his softened attention on the young man before the sharpness in his eyes returned for him to take in the sorry sight of the desperate whore.
"Pick it up," he instructed, stepping away from the reluctant offering and hooking a hand over the cantle of his saddle. The other was held out, expecting more grace this time. "Half of what you make. And a life fucking lesson, Caden, Christ shines his love upon us today," he added, the smirk in his eyes. "You just remember now how you would be better off dead than going without ribbons in your hair."