[[last round, guys?]]
"Yes," Ari agreed, "let's get going. I'm still hungry, and I've a hard day tomorrow." As the peacekeeper seemed disinclined to take it, she counted out about a third of the coins for herself, then tossed the rest to Stone. Ailing mother or not, equal work meant equal - or nearly equal - spoils. "Congratulations on reclaiming your family's lost property, Altair." She even squeezed out a sentimental tear, for realism. "You must be so proud. And a hovercab seems like a lovely idea - he really should get to a healer as soon as possible, poor man."