[The amount of profanity this young slime is dropping is enough to distract Hythlodaeus from the rest of what Beat says sometimes. It's not that he's unaccustomed to cursing here and there, especially with Emet-Selch as a friend, but such words were usually reserved for moments of anger.]

Coins? The god provides you with an allowance to then use as bargaining pieces? Ha! What a patronizing little game.

[Laughing a little, he picks at more of his food.]

Have you a reason for going by yourself? Surely a band of like-minded souls with a pool of coins would curry more of this Mana's favor, no?