[ As if on cue, G'raha's ears wiggle a bit. While he knows where the boy is coming from on the "deferring" part, he isn't offended. Though it's not completely accurate either. Perhaps if he had been raised on Corvos with the rest of his tribe... But G'raha is more Sharlayan than he is G-tribe. ]

Your friend's wallet, I see. [ Okay, kiddo. He'll run with it for your pride's sake. ] Well, I can lend you aid, of course.

[ He's still actually pretty good at tracking of all things. At the same time, more information is needed. ]

Might we start at the location where the left occurred? A recollection of events would also be helpful.