He finally had a chance to get a good look at the woman and now that he did she was younger than he originally thought. There was something slightly different about her but his mind was too filled with the coins he just came into. He touched the bag that was in his pockets to make sure that he wasn’t imagining that he had them.
“Well Marx… I brought you here to give you your share of the coins we just came into. It’s the very least I can do for your help there at the docks. I would have found a way without you but you made it so much easier.” He smiled again and pulled the bag out and started to count the coins. It was far less than it felt like when it was in the bag. He wrinkled his nose in disappointment. He let out a long breath realizing that it was better than nothing.
He held out four coins to Marx. “Here… it’s not much but you deserve something.” He smiled warmly. "She is young, but pretty."