They both look at the map and then at each other.
"Only a fool would go the old ruins," says Cumwold stroking his beard.
"I agree, and only the foolhardy would approach Weeping Hollow," says Therin rubbing the tip of his nose with his index finger (you notice there is no nail, the tip of his finger is gone.)
"We'll do it," they say in unison.
"5 silver a day, each," says Therin.
"And a small retainer, let's say 10 silver each," says Cumwold.
"That'll get you our services," says Therin.
"And our boat, i.e. transportation," says Cumwold.
"Aye, transportation through the swamps," says Therin.

Cumwold on the left; Therin on the right.