Con reached up to scratch his head. He let out a breath. He could give up some of his money so that Lillie could have some decent clothes to travel in. That would be sensible plus it would distract Ordhan long enough from him to "accidentally" leave behind a little bit of money for the elves. He finished putting the spare shirt and pants in his pack, and turned back toward his friend.
"Well then I guess Lillie's the only one who is ccurently lacking. We can take some of the money I make and use it to buy her maybe a dagger or something, some tougher, and warmer clothes." Con paused for a second, extending a hand toward Ordhan. "But you have to be the one to give her the money. I don't intend to dragged along on any shopping trips out of a misplaced sense of gratitude."
He walked out of the bedroom area, and into the small living space. There he looked around sadly. None of this would be able to come along, with a sigh he turned toward Ordhan.
"Well... I don't think I can justify packing more then one or two bottles of ale. Don't suppose you'd like to split one before we leave?"