[THEY'RE JUST BOTH CHUCK NOW. THIS IS SO STUPID HELP. He'll lift his free hand a little in greeting, moving over toward the pillar that she's decided to climb up, seemingly unperturbed by her squirrel antics.]

I was given it by a man who was very intoxicated. [He'll hold out... his peanuts.] You may have these if you would like them. Or the scarf.

[He's more interested in the SWO, following where she'd been pointing to so he can GAZE UPON THE WEAPONS. Wow, half of the people down here looks like they could decimate an entire tank with their bare fists... A lot of them are passing over swords in favor of maces and clubs and things that may or may not be flamethrowers.]

Shall we go?