Muste was concentrating on the excavation project when an interruption in the form a slight shake to the bedframe opened his clear blue eyes, followed by a slight sway of his facial tentacles, like a colony of lethargic worms. His eyes looked down to see the less desirable goblin, whom he recalled was called Zoppy, offering an exchange of goods. The illithid did not believe in superstition like good luck, but the offer nonetheless intrigued him: sometimes mana was imbued into natural elements in great quantities, resulting in naturally enchanted items. It was not an avenue of study he deigned too small to ignore. He has also observed the tenacious nature of the mutant, willing to engage in commerce even when starting out with empty pockets. Such optimism and determination was to be nurtured if the dungeon were to succeed.

"A shiny, you say?" He asked, and reached into his pocket, where he kept the feathers from the small bird. He inaudibly mumbled a spell, and then brought out one of them, presenting it to Zoppy: the feather gleamed golden, emanating a gentle light. "This should suffice for trade, yes?" A simple spell of light, but even a simple enchantment had value in it. "I will trade more of these for anything interesting you may obtain in the future." 

Regardless of if Zoppy agreed or not, he would continue with his prior duties, glancing with a raised eyebrow at the rat stuck in Sal's cleavage. "Strange place for storage...Oh, thank you," he noted, grasping the filthy piece of bread from the offering rat. He concentrated his mana, and used the piece as a component for casting Create Simple Food: a plain loaf of bread barely the size of a fist. He took a piece bigger than what the rat gave, and handed that back to the rodent. "Share this with the other rats. The less time searching for food is more time working on the dungeon."