Huzuni walked forward a bit and said a little angry about what has been said. "What is it that money gives you? It gives you happiness? There's nothing happy about a pile of gold in some fancy form. Honor, death, and peace. Those, are the things everyone should fight for. Survival is an instinct everyone follows, but there's allways a cost. «Want something? That'll cost...». Aren't any of you tired of that? I sure am, alot." The man said, trying to calm himself down. But the deal didn't seem trustworthy. Someone willingly offering a service that one could as easily gotten from someone else for free? It's absurd! "*Sigh* I guess we'll keep on waiting." He said, kinda bored in a situation like this, where not much could have been done.