Mmkay, I'll figure out coins, gimme a sec—

It is somewhat more than a literal seconds, but he finishes doing the thing that is occupying him right now, and then (licking purplish honey from his fingers) he makes a coin.

It is a pentagon, and it is... purplish. It is, in fact, exactly the colour of this particular round of honey, down to the slightly smoky translucence and the way it glistens in the light.

Celo giggles.