[Oh! Medicine! He hums brightly; that is good news, indeed. Not the bit about hydration, given they're out here not drinking water at all, but they can deal with that when they get there - maybe. Who knows. He can't say with certainty if how light he feels just now is the tipsy feeling or Viktor, or both— either way, he can't be bothered worrying about hydration just yet.

And there is a cool bloodstone, massive and staring. Palamedes tilts his head to one side, considering it - hm.]

I was going to critique the... is it a squid? [the giant octopus] Not a fan. It's remarkably even for a bloodstone, isn't it?

[The ones he helped pull out of various joints are messy and swirled, darker in places than others, which he's sure can't be solved by a simple fine cut, like this big one has. Perhaps it's very necromancer of him, to think of the gem's overall quality before how much blood surely had to go into it, but - aha. It happens.

It's easily the most valuable thing in this town, he imagines, given the local currency. Without really thinking about it he drums his fingers on the back of Viktor's shoulder, distracted by big rock thoughts, a thing that he stops abruptly when he realizes he's doing it. The hand remains, but oops, sorry...]

Well. I've thought of the first heist for our book.