"Apparently bribery doesn't hurt either," he says with the driest of tones, knowing that its not serious. He can be hired for a job but not bribed, and they both know that. Not that Jesper would have to.

The last thing Kaz had known was Jesper and Wylan starting their life, and Inej heading out for her revenge. She had given him years for his own. He knew it had been time for her to have her time as well. He hadn't wanted to let them go, but he hadn't been able to ask, in no uncertain terms, for them to stay. Now they're here. Together again.

More than that, he's finding, in a place where Jesper can be all he was meant to be. Speaking of the small science he had been born with and denied, made to fear so that he didn't end up dead. Just the thought of Jesper conscripted into the Second Army leaves Kaz cold to imagine. How dead he would be compared to the lively and wildly energetic man he knows.

Yet he is now showing what he might have been capable of had he been given that chance to learn about all he could do.

Kaz is quiet, watching as the coins change, conjoin, and then separate into their parts once more. He rolls his lips under for a moment, lifting his gaze to Jesper's face.

"Six months. She tells me you've been here about six months." It isn't a question, nor does he wait for a response. "In six months you've become that skilled? Do you have any idea how much we could have used that?"

His voice is low but there's a quality there that isn't flat, nor is it angry. There's nearly even a compliment in there.