"You appreciate I'm not pressuring you or that I shared," he asked, nearly smiling in that small, enigmatic way he had that really was a full smile for him. Yet he knew none of this was easy. That didn't make it worse though

Opening a drawer, he found a small envelope in the bottom drawer, tape sticking to it like it had fallen off the drawer bottom above it. "What is th..." The words failed as he dropped out the contents on top of the dresser. A handful of gold kugerrands fell out. "Oh. Well," he muttered, blinking at them.