An honest answer, albeit a useless one. She nods. "So, hold onto it for currency, got it." She stands and slowly gathers everything he pulled out of the drawer. The pouches full of coins get hung from her belt and the other items get stored in some of the bigger pouches she already had on her.

"I expect this will take a little longer. A few days to make sure I find the right space and a few more to get the best price I can. With any luck, I'll have something within a week - whatever that means in a place like this, of course." Despite her unfamiliarity with the flow of time in the Nexus, she seems confident in her estimation on the amount of time the job he's asked of her will take. "I'll return here when it's done. If you need me before then, leave word at the inn. I'll come as soon as I can."

Despite the rudeness of getting up and letting herself out, Amelia does so anyway. She has no need of Schön's platitudes and patronizing words, and even to her untrained eyes it's obvious he's exhausted. Besides, with a job to complete, she has every reason to get moving, to keep busy.

Her lack of rest is likely to cause problems in the future, if she continues to keep up this pace with her jobs.