"Right…" Oliver said, nodding. He'd overlooked that possibility. In his head, he'd planned to finance the entire thing himself, and had wondered just how much it might cost. He'd been a little bit anxious about the numbers in all honesty. But Nila was right. To attempt to do things all himself would be to neglect the bigger picture, to use his resources inefficiently.
Nila was looking at Greeves with an intense amount of pressure in her eyes. The merchant heaved a long sigh, eventually relenting.
"I suppose I could send some coin your way as well… though it runs contrary to my plans of expansion in Ernest, I suppose there's ways that I can make it work in my favour," Greeves said, clearly bemoaning any coin that he would have to part with. "Eh, what about this? I'll get those other little rats to loosen their purse strings a bit, so how about you expect a little less from me."
"Greeves…" Nila growled.
