[ Reno appears unfazed by the whole display, like he exists in a perpetual state where people are pissed at him and that's just how it is. Which is kinda accurate. He strolls off with her, giving the fangy man a cheeky little wave. ]

Eh. [ He moves to slip his hands in his pockets out of habit, only to realize these flowy robes out of Thorne don't have any damn pockets. ] Who knows? Maybe you've inspired me. Anyway, what about you? You selling your rings and shit or what?

[ You know, all that jewelry making she talked about. ]

I got a guy back at the castle trying to sling pizzas, but he's not real good at getting his empire off the ground.