As soon as they came into sight of the guild, Aery breathed a sigh of relief. All hundred-odd of the urchins were there, most with daggers in their hands. Silly had worked fast.
She froze when Celaena mentioned how much they had per-day. "Are you sure, Celaena? That's an awful lot of gold. And actually, I know the little ones will be safe here, so if you could come with me and help me decide on things? I'm thinking crossbows for the over-sevens and slings for the 4-to-6es? Especially if we get some of those potion sling-stones, the hollow ones with the spells in them? Armor for everyone... The littles don't need masks, do they?" She was deliberately chattering too much. "I'd like to get myself some mage-charmed arrows. Oh, wait. Not slings, for the littlest ones. That would be a disaster. Blowguns. I know they have some nice ones, multi-shot ones, and we can poison the darts, and get the special charmed ones too. Some of the ten- and eleven-year-olds can use the razor disks very nicely... That's actually where I learned about them from. As always, poison or mage-spelled." She giggled rather insanely. "This is going to be fun, preparing for a war. And we'll be the best-dressed assassins in history."