Ichi's eyebrows raise high on his forehead as he lowers his ear towards the coins, the names of them completely alien to him. Once all of them are in his hand, he cups his fingers lightly, and gives them a jingle. For now, he'll settle with naming them by their value in his native tongue.

"One, five, ten and twenty-five." He explores the coins with both hands, noting the distinguished ridges, and the faint relief of the faces. "The one and the ten, are close in size." His brows knit together as he holds the loose fist up to his ear and gives it a good rattle. "They don't sound like gold, these are smaller coins, like the mon. Right?"