Noah flicked his finger with casual precision, sending the milky white-gold droplet through the air.
Duke Gwendolyn caught it with both hands, cradling it like she had received the most profound treasure imaginable. Her fingers trembled slightly as she secured it within her spatial storage, the action performed with the reverence typically reserved for religious artifacts.
When she looked back at Noah, her eyes blazed with newfound hunger that she didn't even attempt to hide.
"If you have resources like this," she said, her voice carrying barely contained excitement, "you could give it to more Dukes and allow for the rapid increase in power across our entire structure. You could give even more to me."
She leaned forward slightly, her experience making her next words sound reasonable despite their audacity. "Apart from Titano, what else do you want? Anything can be exchanged."
Exchanged. Anything.
