Cedar Sweep Half Algorithm, Half Deity

Beau watched the slender man carefully. His gait was odd, his behaviour not helping the fact. But he was not one to judge those he took advice from - not verbally, at least.

"Course' I know what gold is. What's she gon' do with some rock though?" He asked with a furrowed brow, trotting after the man. Beau felt that he could give him the answers he needed. "If you was a lady, are you sayin' that's what you would want?"

Maybe he wasn't as skilled in the art of romance as he once thought. What would Leto want to do with gold?