[ No hesitation this time, another double tap, though it's quite deliberate. Zelda looks from the two of them, her head ping ponging between Eustace and the scarecrow before joining her hands together and thoughtfully asking, ]

This must be what running negotiations feels like, right? [ At least, she thinks this is what they were like in the moment; her father's textbooks and historical collection are historical for a reason. ]

Helpful as he's been, I don't think I really learned all that much. I don't like to admit it. [ Lacing her fingers together, palms clasped together... ]

Do you want to share the bounty?

[ A short, sharp tap. What a mouth (?) on this one. It almost sounds like a scoff. ]