Nightingale blinked when Brash left the room and disappeared somewhere else, the filly left stunned for a moment as she wondered what just happened. She considered trying to go after Brash, but figured it'd be more trouble than it was worth--she was probably going to be back, since this was where all the gems were. Her hunch was correct, and moments later the filly returned, a small bag brought with her. Nightingale's ears perked as she sat more upright on the couch, curious to see if those were her bits. Once the bag was dropped before her, she immediately snatched it up and began counting through the bits, gaze flicking up only briefly when Brash requested Nightingale come find her if she needed help with something. "Yeah, yeah. We'll see," she responded before hopping off of the couch. "I'll be back around every now and then--lemme know what else I can help with for more bits when I do. 'Later," she said before trotting excitedly out of the house, thoughts racing as she tried to figure out where she should stash her new-found fortune.