"There's a currency exchange in town," she explains. "I've bartered before, though. That's what I'm used to."

She shrugs. It's either that or gold or silver coins, and Iphigenia's never had the need to carry any. And to be honest, she's never had the need to barter until she came to the Nexus. Call it one of the quirks of being royalty.

"Were you in school for dancing, back home?"

She knows that in some worlds, people her age--and she's guessing Grace and her are fairly close in that area--get to further their education.