It has been an unexpected stroke of luck, being able to make use of the trade that helped him get by in Bingtown; without it, the Fool is unsure what he would have done to support himself. He dips his head some in acknowledgement of this, though his curiosity is drawn to something Rutile says.

"What was your trade?" he asks them, inquisitive, then adds, almost apologetic, "If it is something you would not mind discussing with me."