"Being a mercenary is still not as dangerous as being a bandit," Beata thought, but said something completely different out loud.
- Well, we have a stable minimum salary, but there are excellent bonuses for successful work! And yes, it's dangerous. I almost died twice on this job.
- And I was left alone in the middle of nowhere twice and had to find ways to get back on my own... I almost didn't make it.
- But again, good bonuses, good gifts, a good team, and very good management. Overall, there are more pros than cons.
— Oh, I've been there too, — Alaria commented on Gion's words, — left alone, far from my comrades, without a single coin in my pocket and in a place where you can't even earn enough for a return ticket if you don't want to get stuck there for a month or two or lose your head, — the Tanarrian shuddered, — after that, I swore off ships for good.
- Well, that's what makes us such an unusual group! Any talents will be useful to us, - on this phrase, Beata tried very hard to look Alaria in the face, and not at her "talents."
- Snake soup... I don't think I want to try that, - Gion remembered how Nisho gnawed on raw snake meat at night, and he felt a little sick. - Although, if there's nothing else to eat...
— I'm not sure if I'm ready for field assignments right now, — Alaria didn't mention her aquaphobia directly, — but if you really need a cook in your group and the pay is good, then consider me interested. What is your group called, by the way?