Honest Abe Lincoln Gram Gallington

You hand the wolfbeast parts over to Leon, who grumbles a bit more about carrying them all, then all continue heading towards the adventurer's guild building. Once you arrive you part ways, with Leon and Karina going to the seller stalls outside, and you and Frederic going to the healers in back.
On the way, you stop him for a moment and take out your purse, then offer him the coins he overpayed.

Frederic: "No, I didn't. I gave you exactly as much as I meant to, the extra came out of my share."

Frederic: "I-"
He sighs, then glances around quickly.

Frederic: "I got distracted. Got too into the fight. It's been a long time since I could cut loose, flex my muscles like that.
You made sure Karina stayed safe. At the critical moment you did my job, so you got paid for my job.

...that said, that was a damn stupid move with your ammo bag you did against that wolfbeast. You're lucky I covered you, or I'd probably be carrying you into this healer station back here.
It's one thing for a will user like me to take big hits like that, it's a whole other for a spellcaster like you."

He stares at you, face scrunched into a hard frown.
Then, he closes his eyes, sighs again, and his expression softens.

Frederic: "You aren't wrong. Which, is its own problem. But still, you should not end up on the front line when your role is support. You should also value your own safety a bit more. Could've at least tossed the sack from a distance...
Maybe invest in special ammo. Bullets with an impact, explosive, loud sound, or flash effect to them. Or some grenades, I can attest to those being effective.
Frankly, I'd rather you blast the wolf at a distance and catch me in it than have you run up and catch yourself. I'm tougher than I look, and I look pretty tough.

Now let's go, these burns you gave me are getting sore again."

He gives you a quick smirk.
Frederic: "You did save me from a nasty bite wound. So, I'll call it even."

The two of you go to the healers now, and after a wise crack from one about being back so soon, you and Frederic get patched up. As the healers cast, your left ear finally goes back to normal with a sharp pop, and all the soreness and tightness on your skin fades away.

After leaving the healers and heading back into the main area of the guild, you see Karina and Leon at a table almost immediately and head over.

Karina: "Hey! You look better now."
Frederic: "The healers do good work. So what'd you get for all those parts?"
Leon: "They went for a lot, I think.
40 drach for the pelt, guy said it was in awful condition from the blast or we would've gotten more.
6 drach for each claw, so 96 from those.
The tail went for 20. Still not, really sure what the heck they use that for.
Last but not least, the teeth. Smaller ones went 3 drach each, the four rear teeth 10 each, and the fangs 20 drach each. 138 drach from those.
Total, 294 drach, for one slain wolfbeast. Not bad."

Frederic: "Three hundred drach for one beast? That's twice and a half what we made from several wolves before! Even with an extra person, that's twice the amount for everyone! Haha, fantastic!"

Frederic: "At this rate we should be pulling a lot more than 300 for a single beast before long!"
Karina: "So! Gram. You and Frederic are all healed up, right?"

Karina: "Yup yup, we can work on that.
Buuuut, for now... Do you remember?"
She looks at you expectantly, trying to suppress a grin.