He blinked, looking at the money, then watched her start to walk away.
"A home?" he said, then walked over and picked up the bills, examining them to see if there was anything special. He rolled his eyes, but stuffed them in his pocket anyway, never one to turn down gifts.
He pushed himself up into the air, floating around her and re-sheathing his sword. So she wasn't a threat, really, just trying to ruffle his feathers and prove she was stronger than him. He didn't know if she was, and he didn't think so, but he respected her for being tough and knowing how to get a proper hit in. And when to walk away. She wasn't the type he really wanted to fight here, knowing those things. "I'm always willing to use my sword. But hey, if you know of any place for kids like me to go, I'm all ears. I can't find any in this place." He drifted ahead of her, then dropped to his feet again.