[Amusement, bitter and very much self-directed bubbles up in Murphy's mind. He's heard about this shop before, the day the Darkling had caught him looking through Bellamy's books. He'd suggested the shop, if Murphy was looking to buy Bellamy a gift. Murphy had told him Bellamy should stop wasting his time on useless crap. Now the shop's a useful suggestion, and he's going to be buying something there for Bellamy to get his wrist treated.

Irony always swung around to hit him eventually.]

Same things they value the rest of the time. [He answers, turning easy to keep pace with the new direction they're setting. Trade and currency were the same thing; the value didn't change.] Just needs to be small, easy to sell on. Jewellery, watches, something we'd have on us anyway.

[The bodymod shops doing backroom treatments was common enough knowledge in some of the circles Murphy had been watching, but they still needed to seem normal enough. Not totally desperate and lost.]