Eskel's right, the man doesn't have much, his occupation mainly concerned with patching up other people's goods, but he's got a little in the way of leather chest-plates, a few very plain swords and a choice between wood and brass shields.

Eskel loiters outside, his burdens at his feet. He trusts Steph not to go nuts and spend all his coin. If anything, he expects she'll want to bicker with him about this expense.