"It's an awful big ass, you've got your work cut out," Oliver groused, then snorted as he shifted. "Alright, let's get cleaned up so we can snooze a bit. Then maybe we can pick Edwin's brain on what might be useful for buyin'. Maybe there's something he can think of that they didn't have last night that might make a difference." He grunted, slowly pulling himself to his feet. "Though, I bet you a shiny dime that if we let him talk about it enough, one'a those suggestions is gonna be about how you should get somethin' fun to wear for D&D."