"Aye, they're quite valuable." He walked over to the bag and untied it, taking it down from the trap without letting it open. "In the same way that some might think a leprechaun valuable or, to be more exact I suppose, the horn of a rhino or the hide of a prize deer. Not exactly processes I approve of."

He turned to Louie, and gestured at the bag in his other hand. "But it's up tae you what to do with him. I certainly don't want him in my garden, but I know you were only satisfyin' curiosity. The decision is up tae you."