[For a minute Cassel's incredibly confused - what is he supposed to do with coins from a different world, coins he could easily forge? - but Zane's expression makes him smile. He puts them all away in his pocket but one, which he turns over in his palm until he learns its texture through his gloves.]
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[Duralumin. That's for him.]
Did you win? [He glances up, grinning wickedly.]