“Telling?” repeated Darrel. “Telling how?” He exchanged glances with Ivan.
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“How do they deal with each other? Does it seem amicable, confrontational, competitive?”
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“They’re quite generous.” Ivan reached into the collar of his shirt and pulled out a chain with an amulet of the fool’s tungsten crystals dangling from it. “One of them gave me this just because I admired it.”
“They are generous,” said Darrel, smiling, “which is why I have hopes that we’ll strike a stellar deal for the mining rights Charm Bracelet. They don’t use much of the metal, though they’ve a fondness for the crystals. And they don’t actually mine it. What they do use they’ve picked up from river run-off and rock fall.”