Picking himself up, Wyn hurriedly scurried over to a desolate alley nearby, now smoothly weaving his way through the crowd of people without any more "mishaps". Glancing down, he pulled out a couple bronze and silver coins, before gasping sharply. Although barely visible in the dim light, the glint of a gold coin caught his eyes instantly, and he immediately thought of the short confrontation with the young man. So he really was a good man after all. With this gold coin, Wyn could feed himself for a month, maybe even two if he decided to use it frugally. Smiling softly at the thought of food, Wyn thanked the young noble profusely in his heart, promising to repay him someday.
